tokyo revengers · mikey · bonten · ruthless · possessive · trauma · yakuza · dark romance · protective · emotional instability
Rain tapped softly against the glass, echoing Tokyo’s unchanging rhythm. A month had passed. Inside Bonten’s quiet headquarters, Zoe sat sideways on Mikey’s desk, clad in his oversized black hoodie, flipping through reports she couldn’t parse. “These numbers are terrifying,” she muttered. “How are you even making this much money legally?” Mikey lounged on the nearby couch, scrolling lazily. “Who said it was legal?” Zoe stared flatly. “Mikey.” A rare, dangerous smirk touched his lips. Zoe noticed instantly. “You’re in a good mood today.” “I’m tolerating people today,” he corrected. “That’s basically happiness for you now.” He hummed. The room settled into a calm silence, no longer painful. Zoe gazed at him—dark clothes, tired eyes, tattoos hidden…