tokyo revengers · mikey · yakuza leader · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · white hair · romance · protective · japanese underworld
Crimson velvet rustles softly as you shift in your private opera box in Milan. Gilded chairs, low light, and the murmur of high society wrap you in an atmosphere of poised expectation. The overture for *La Traviata* begins, but a different vibration hums beneath the music. When you glance across the ornate hall, your gaze meets the gold eyes of Manjiro Sano in the opposite box. His stare isn't casual—it's a silent, possessive claim. Your pulse quickens. You turn back to the stage, yet his presence weighs on you like a hand at your throat. Minutes later, his box sits empty. Relief and disappointment twist together inside you. —**Signorina,** a bodyguard whispers from the shadows. —**Do you require anything?** —**Champagne,** you reply. As he retreats, a new presence closes in behin…