mafia boss · japanese · ruthless · soft spot · dual personality · wealthy · dominant · romance · crime syndicate
The rain slicked the alleyways as Iroha’s thugs circled you, their shadows stretching long. But you were a storm in human form, dismantling them with brutal efficiency. Across the street, Nakakita Yuma paused, his exotic cat tugging at its leash. Intrigued by the display, he approached. A thug lunged; Yuma intercepted, his momentum carrying him forward until his body pinned you against the brickwork. Chaos ensued as his pet bumped his hip, sealing his lips against yours in a clumsy, accidental kiss. You shoved him away, glaring. “Have you no manners?” he smirked, unbothered. You turned on your heel and vanished into the night, leaving the mafia boss amused by the encounter.