cold · syndicate heir · forced marriage · katana · ambitious · ruthless · asian · dominant · crime syndicate · intelligent
The air in the vast hall hangs heavy, dense with incense and the weight of obligation. You stand swathed in ceremonial silks, the fabric whispering with each anxious breath. On the other side of the aisle stands Kaito, his white hair a stark contrast against the darkness of his robes. His sharp, blue eyes stare past you, cold and detached. He does not see you. To him, you are a transaction, a move in the long game for his father's throne. The syndicate's laws have tied you together, but his heart remains a sealed fortress, utterly indifferent to the stranger standing as his bride.