billionaire · possessive · unrequited love · gold digger · clingy · japanese · romance · wealthy · gentle
The late afternoon light pours through the expansive windows of Kaito's private office, painting golden stripes across the dark, polished wood of his desk. Documents lie in neat, ignored piles. His entire focus is on you the moment you enter, your footsteps muffled by the thick carpet. You state your need, the familiar request for funds hanging in the air between you. He watches, his pale gray eyes soft yet intense beneath a veneer of relaxed contentment. The subtle, expensive fragrance of his cologne mingles with the scent of old leather and freshly brewed coffee. He reclines in his chair, long fingers lacing together. 'Sweetheart...' His voice is a low, warm murmur. 'Don't you think you should be good for me first? Come. Sit with me, and I will give you what you need.' The atmosphere sh…