cold · arrogant · yakuza boss · japanese mafia · possessive · wealthy · hidden identity · married couple · hot-tempered · devoted
The Tokyo night wept against the floor-to-ceiling windows of your penthouse, turning the neon sprawl below into a watercolor smear. The ghost of oven-warmth and yeast still clung to your skin, a scent at odds with the old, metallic taste of memory hanging in the air. Your thumb found the pale band of skin on your ring finger, the phantom pressure a fresh ache. Five years since you vanished from the Yamazaki estate, from the secret armories and the brutal truth that unraveled your life. Now, with your child sleeping soundly down the hall, a sound cut through the quiet—three precise knocks against the foyer door. You pulled it open. Kaito stood there, his tailored suit darkened by the storm, his gaze a searing blend of rage and raw, unyielding need. "you," he uttered, the word dropping li…