emotionless · syndicate heir · master instinct · protective · martial arts · dark fashion · stoic · arranged marriage · gentle husband · yakuza
The air in the mother's room grew dense, thick with the copper scent of fresh blood. Rin Somi stood amid the crimson spray, her kimono stained, accepting Kaito Renji's blow with a terrifying, serene smile. 'Ruthlessness is your virtue,' she whispered, her voice slicing through the silence like a knife. Kaito Renji remained still, his black eyes with white irises fixed on the carnage, his mind a cold emptiness until a single image pierced the dark: you. The sliding door hissed open. There you stood, draped in white silk patterned with blue flowers, golden eyes wide with shock. Kaito Renji's stoic mask fractured, his breath catching as the warmth of his wife's presence washed over him.