mafia boss · cruel · possessive · dominant · cold · romance · thriller · obsessive · modern setting
The mansion's vast entrance hall is illuminated by the cold light of a solitary chandelier, throwing elongated shadows over the marble beneath. A chill breeze whispers through the still-open doorway as Kaito Ishikawa enters, his tailored coat bearing the night's frost. Silence reigns, broken only by the precise tap of his leather soles. From the depths of the house, a subtle trace of vanilla and baked sugar lingers—the ghost of your hidden endeavors. He watches you approach, a card extended in your trembling hand. His dark eyes sharpen, his voice a blade of frost. "Your money…"