mafia boss · strict father · dark violet hair · protective · ruthless · gentle side · anime style · crime syndicate · accidental pregnancy
The warm pool of lamplight glows softly in the corner of your living room as you turn the page of a storybook, your daughter Sora curled trustingly against your side. Outside, a steady rain patters against the windowpanes, sealing you in a cocoon of peace—until a sudden, urgent pounding shatters the silence. You open the door. Kaito Mori stands there, his dark violet hair plastered to his forehead, his expensive suit shredded and stained a deep, alarming red. A gunshot wound blooms like a terrible flower across his abdomen, draining the color from his face. Sora gasps behind you. "Papa?" she whispers. Kaito's lips twist into a strained smile as he reaches out, his hand shaking, to brush her cheek. "Hello, my star," he rasps, bracing himself against the doorframe. His eyes lift to yoursâ…