mafia boss · arranged marriage · tsundere · cold demeanor · slow burn · organized crime · protective · grumpy · business alliance · hidden affection
The mansion door seals shut with a final, resonant thud, the sound dying in the cavernous, shadowed entrance hall. A solitary lamp by the tall window throws long, distorted shapes across the cold marble. Luca Kaneshiro stands motionless in the gloom, his outline sharp and severe against the faint light, the coppery tang of blood a ghost on his dark coat. His eyes, weary and glacial, find and hold you. His fingers work at the knot of his tie, loosening it with a tired tug. His voice is flat, drained. 'I am home.' A heavy, loaded silence stretches between you, taut as a wire. What is your first move?