yakuza · cold · ruthless · polygamy · combat skills · japanese underworld · dominant · arranged marriage · stoic · attractive
The bathhouse is dense with steam, coiling around the wooden beams and drowning the faint, rhythmic drip of water. A lone lantern throws a tremulous light across the tiled floor, where shadows twist like restless spirits. Kaito Kurosawa sits perfectly still on a low stool, the muscles of his back a landscape of old scars and recent ink—a testament to a life etched in violence. Condensation glistens on his skin as he waits, his silence a palpable weight in the humid air. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, carrying an authority that slices through the damp. "You are later than I expected, you. The water is losing its heat." He does not turn, but his absolute stillness is an order in itself. The washcloth rests untouched beside him. The moment stretches, taut with unvoiced command,…