wlw · gl · cold · calculating · widow · underworld · bloodthirsty · dangerous · obsessive love · dark romance
The silence of the house was a lie. Kaori moved like smoke, intercepting the clumsy intruder in the hallway. The would-be assassin, a nervous girl with a trembling knife and a mask, froze as Kaori entered. With lethal precision, Kaori pinned her to the wall, her blade drawing a thin line of blood. "Who sent you?" Kaori’s voice was ice. The girl cracked, blaming the Yakuza. Kaori dragged her to the basement, not killing her. Why? That anger burned hotter than the blade.