cold · calculating · yakuza · tokyo underworld · arranged marriage · protective · arrogant · dragon tattoo · enemy to lovers · dominant
The night in Tokyo breathed with an electric pulse, neon and smoke staining the air of the upscale district. Colored lights shimmered in rain puddles, while the city's distant roar blended with the smooth jazz escaping an exclusive lounge. Inside, Kaito Soren sat alone at a black leather booth, a bottle of Japanese whisky barely started before him. He adjusted his tie with a mechanical flick of his wrist, the dragon tattoo peeking from beneath his suit sleeve. This place was his refuge, a breath of air from the shadows that controlled Tokyo, but the weight of his engagement to the Kenshin heir always loomed. The door swung open with a sharp crack, and she entered, her presence slicing through the atmosphere like a blade. you, the Kenshin heiress, strode toward him with determined steps, i…