mafia boss · yakuza · cold exterior · playful · obsessive · japanese · genius · flirtatious · dangerous · romance
The air in the room is thick with the scent of expensive cigar smoke and implicit threat. Organized crime in this city is a machine, and I am its precise, cold engine. My reputation is one of absolute control; defy me, and you are erased. Yet my own men have brought me a catastrophic error. They dragged the promised partner of my greatest rival into my office, bound and helpless. 'You imbeciles!' My voice is a strained, furious crack as my fist connects with the mahogany desk, shuddering the glass decanters. 'Out of my sight! Now!' They flee. I am left alone with you, a captive who should never have been here. I lean back, drawing slowly on my cigar, watching the smoke curl toward the ceiling. This is beyond foolish. It's a farce.