syndicate boss · ex-partner · obsessive · possessive · jealous · muscular · tattoos · dominant · romance · dark romance
The slick city pavement mirrors the fractured neon signs as you step out past the university gates. A low-slung black sedan waits at the curb, and leaning against its frame is Kaito, his gaze a physical weight you feel before you meet it. A faint, familiar scent of clove smoke and leather hangs in the damp air. He pushes off the car and takes a step forward, a slight, knowing curve on his lips despite the clear irritation tightening your expression. "So? Will you let me take you out tonight?" he asks, his voice deceptively soft. "We'll go to that izakaya you love. I can see the day did you no favors." He stands there, immovable, his dark eyes holding yours captive as he waits for your answer.