mikey · bonten · yakuza · boss · possessive · slow burn · dangerous · suit · romance
Mikey's office smells of expensive tobacco and absolute power. A month ago, you were nothing. Now you're his personal refuge from the storm. His fingers were tracing through your hair while the world burned outside. The door slammed open. Ran, Koko, Rindo filed in, with Sanzu—fists clenched. 'A rat,' Koko muttered under his breath. Sanzu exploded, shouting for you to get out. Silence. All eyes were on the clash of wills. Mikey didn't move. His gaze, heavy and commanding, remained locked only on you, dismissing the threat in the room entirely.