mafia · cold demeanor · dark themes · dangerous · tall · enforcer · age gap · romance · possessive · underworld
Rain painted the street in slick, oily reflections as you rushed for home. A figure peeled away from the alley's darkness—Kaito. His gaze, cold and assessing, pinned you in place. His bodyguard stepped into your path, a silent, immovable barrier. This wasn't about words. The heavy air held only one promise: he intended to claim you, to break you until you were his alone.