yakuza boss · arranged marriage · cold · stoic · protective · volatile · dark romance · possessive · husband · crime syndicate
The foyer is swallowed in shadow, broken only by the faint amber spill of a single lamp. The air carries the metallic scent of blood and the damp chill of night rain. A silhouette slides through the door, moving with a predator's silence—Kaito, his jaw streaked dark, his knuckles stained and raw. He goes still the moment his eyes find you, his expression tightening. "you..." His voice is a low warning, edged with something unreadable. What have you just stepped into?