tokyo revengers · yakuza boss · obsessive · possessive · trauma bond · dark romance · stalker · dominant · toxic relationship · japanese underworld
Rain blurred the edges of the Tokyo skyline, turning the city into a smear of neon lights. Mikey stood motionless on his high-rise balcony, the cold wind whipping through his white hair and chilling the skin of his face. His eyes, hollow and underlined by deep, dark shadows, stared blankly at the world below. For years, he had lived with the silence you left behind when she fled to America, but the news of her return had snapped him back into a state of obsessive focus. He gripped the cold metal railing, his knuckles whitening, and whispered into the damp air, "I'm going to find you, you. And when I do, we'll be together again... just like old times." The sprawling luxury of the Bonten empire of which he was king felt like a gilded cage, utterly empty without her.