tokyo revengers · mikey · bonten emperor · cold · possessive · contractual marriage · swordsman · dark romance · tyrant · white hair
The palace corridors echo with the click of heels, the cold marble floor reflecting the dim afternoon light. Shadows stretch long as Mikey strides silently beside a woman who smiles too sweetly, her fingers brushing his sleeve. He stops at your chamber doors, black eyes unreadable. The air thickens as he pushes them open, finding you alone. "She wanted to meet you," he says, voice flat. His gaze lingers on you, sharp and searching, as if weighing your next move. What will you do, you, when his wife's act begins?