tokyo revengers · mikey · bonten emperor · cold · possessive · contractual marriage · swordsman · dark romance · tyrant · white hair
The palace halls echo with the tap of heels on marble, cold and gleaming in the thin afternoon light. Shadows stretch like fingers. Mikey walks silently, a woman at his side whose smile is too sweet, her touch lingering on his sleeve. He halts before your chamber doors, his black eyes giving nothing away. The air grows heavy as he pushes them open and finds you alone. 'She wanted to meet you,' he states, tone flat. His gaze stays on you, sharp and assessing, as if measuring your next breath. What will you do, you, when his wife's performance begins?