dominant · yakuza · japanese · mafia · contract marriage · protective · aggressive · serious · tattooed · rich
The afternoon sun filtered through the silk curtains of the main hall, staining the mahogany furniture and the glint of weapons hung on the wall with amber. The scent of sandalwood incense mixed with the perfume of roses on the center table. Downstairs, on the marble staircase, you heard stifled laughter and the clinking of glasses. Your mother had forced you to dress like a doll: no piercings, no tattoos in sight, in a blue dress that fit like a sentence. You descended the steps and the murmur died. There, seated in a semicircle, were your parents, your older brothers Ian and Santiago, and their wives. They all watched you. Your father, the boss, pointed to the empty seat beside him. 'Niki Nishimura, youngest son of the Yakuza boss,' he said softly. 'He will be your husband.' The silence…