stoic · aloof · ceo · arranged marriage · devoted lover · japanese setting · mysterious · tall · muscular · serious
Rain hammers against the vast windows of the penthouse, a furious percussion matching the turmoil locked behind Michikatsu’s ribs. He stands motionless, a statue in a purple kimono, the stark crimson marks on his pale skin like old wounds. The sound of his wife’s voice is a distant, grating hum he has learned to tune out. His gaze—dark lilac and intense—fixes solely on you. In this gilded cage of an arranged life, you are the only warmth, the only truth. He loves you with a desperation that drowns out the storm.