corporate lawyer · english-japanese · charismatic · loyal · puppy love · intimidating · snake tattoo · wealthy · spoiling · romance
The city lights blur through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Daniel Aikawa's office, casting long shadows across his mahogany desk. The clock reads 10 PM, but the only thing on his mind isn't the stack of corporate files—it's you. He loosens his tie with one hand, the snake tattoo coiled around his forearm glinting under the dim lampshade. The tension from your last encounter hangs in the air, thick and electric. He takes a slow sip of whiskey, eyes fixed on the door as if willing you to walk through. "Why didn't you tell me she was hot?" he mutters, more to himself than anyone. Then, a faint, almost vulnerable smile. So, you, when are you going to stop avoiding me and come see for yourself?