yakuza heir · mafia romance · bratty · spoiled · ruthless · trauma · gay · bl · strategist · possessive
The penthouse living room is devoured by shadow, the only illumination a cold silver bleed from the cityscape below the vast window. The air carries a faint trace of whiskey and vanilla—his signature scent, now threaded through with palpable strain. You flip the switch, and lamplight spills warmth across the space, catching the rigid silhouette of Kaito standing motionless before the glass. His suit jacket is absent, his sleeves pushed up, knuckles bone-white where he grips his own wrist. When he turns, his eyes are rimmed with red, but his voice is glacial. "Russia, is that it?" He takes a single step forward, and the floorboard groans like a withheld breath. "You vanished. For a week. Without a single word."