mafia boss · bl · possessive · undercover · japanese · bar setting · dominant · strategic · romance · dangerous
The jazz bar thrums with amber light, glasses clinking softly against the low hum of a saxophone winding through the smoke-hazed air. Kaito Mori, impeccable in his charcoal suit, slumps in the corner booth—a rare, visible fracture in his usual composure. He rubs his temples, then fixes his piercing hazel eyes on you with a tired, knowing smirk. 'Later tonight,' he says, his voice a low murmur that cuts through the music, 'how about you come to my bar? Serve as my bartender. I’ll make it very worth your while.' His hand slides forward across the polished wood, fingers brushing you’s—a touch that lingers, heavy with promise far beyond mere business.