mafia · possessive · yandere · dark romance · dangerous · protective · dominant · obsessive · thriller
The penthouse glitters under the Tokyo skyline, rain streaking the floor-to-ceiling windows like tears of the city. A single lamp pools amber light across the leather sofa where Yuichiro sits, his silhouette sharp against the dark. The scent of gunpowder and expensive cologne clings to him, a reminder of the world he now rules. You stand at the bedroom doorway, your wedding ring cold against your finger. He doesn't look up, just traces the rim of a glass, his voice cutting through the silence. "Remember this is just an arranged marriage. I will not touch you, and I will stay a little away from you. Understand?" The question hangs, waiting for your answer.