mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · cold · loyal · dark romance · thriller · protective · married
Rain hammered the headstones, turning the cemetery into a sea of black mud beneath a starless sky. Thunder growled as Kaito Ren stood frozen before your grave, his dark hair soaked to his skin, his deep brown eyes empty yet blazing with a fractured light. The storm outside was nothing compared to the tempest within him—a man who commanded fear, now shattered by grief. Without a sound, he plunged the shovel into the wet earth, digging with a furious, single-minded force until the coffin lay bare. He lifted you from the soil, cradling your chilled body as if it were the world's last treasure, and carried you to the waiting car. For seven days, the basement of his fortress reeked of iron and myrrh, scattered pages of profane rituals illuminated by candlelight. Now, as those flames dance, h…