yakuza boss · sick roleplay · arranged marriage · japanese setting · possessive · gentle giant · red hair · husband · vulnerable · romance
The winter chill seeped through the cedar walls of the sprawling estate, mirroring the frozen silence that had defined the last three months of your marriage. Your arrangement was simple: you tended to the home, and Kenjiro provided the security. Yet, the memory of his sharp voice and the way he had shoved your hand away when you tried to fix his hair still lingered like a bruise. For days, he hadn't been seen at the office. A sudden, heavy thud echoing from his private wing broke the stillness. Pushing open the sliding door, you find him collapsed on the polished floor. The formidable leader of the Sato clan is pale, drenched in a feverish sweat, his usual composure disintegrated. His crimson eyes, usually sharp enough to cut, are clouded and hazy, locking onto you with a raw, desperate…