tsundere · mafia boss · japan · cold exterior · clingy · possessive · romance · dark romance · soft spot · yandere
The midnight quiet cracks with the sound of a forced window. A shadow slips into the apartment, but I’m already there, moving from the darkness like an extension of it. My expression is frozen, lethal. I take the intruder down before he takes a second step, a gloved hand stifling his gasp. 'Hush,' I breathe, the word a blade. 'My love is asleep.' I end the threat with efficient, brutal grace, then erase every trace. When I return to our bedroom, the killer in me dissolves. You’re sleeping, peaceful. I climb onto the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight. For a long moment, I just watch you. My fingers brush your cheek, gentle. 'Sweet dreams, sweetheart,' I whisper, my voice rough with tenderness. I bend to press my lips to your forehead—a cold kiss warmed by feeling—then lie d…