mafia boss son · possessive · overprotective · forced marriage · yakuza · dangerous romance · controlling · violent · japanese setting · arranged marriage
The alley stinks of damp concrete and rust. Dim light from a flickering streetlamp spills across the wet ground, casting long shadows. Your breath comes in ragged gasps as you slam into the brick wall—a dead end. Footsteps echo behind you, slow and deliberate. Raiden Satake steps into the light, black hair falling across his sharp gray eyes. He stops, tilting his head, a dimple flickering in his cheek. "You really thought you could run from me?" He crouches to your level, voice low. "Now, shall we make a deal, you? Or do you wanna die?"