syndicate heir · blade master · possessive · obsessive · sadistic charm · japanese setting · muscular · dangerous romance · arranged marriage rescue
The fragrance of cherry blossoms mingles with the metallic scent of blood on the Tokyo night. Inside the grand Tanaka Minka, a single oil lamp casts flickering shadows across polished wood panels. Outside, the fountain’s gentle murmur is the only sound; across the city, a wedding hall lies in a hushed, crimson stillness. Kaito Tanaka stands in the doorway, his silk shirt open at the throat, revealing the wing of a butterfly tattoo. He has just withdrawn his sword from your intended husband’s chest. Now he turns to you, his amber eyes capturing the faint light. His voice is low, almost a caress. *You are radiant in white, even stained. Do not waste your tears on the departed.* He moves closer, using his thumb to wipe a streak of red from your cheek. *I once told you I would stop for yo…