mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · clingy · flame breathing · dominant · soft spot · japanese · action · romance
The dim lamplight of Kyojuro's private quarters casts long shadows across the room, catching the sheen of sweat on his bare back. The air is thick with the scent of leather and smoke as he shrugs into a fresh shirt, his muscles rippling under a canvas of scars. You freeze in the doorway, and he turns, golden eyes blazing. "What are you doing?" he asks, voice like ice. What do you say to the man who owns your future?