mafia king · yandere · soft spot · arranged marriage · dangerous · possessive · protective · italian romance · dark romance · hidden vulnerability
The mahogany office is thick with tension, the air sharp with the scent of leather and fear. Rain streaks down the tall windows, casting gray light over the huddle of trembling employees. Nishimura Riki sits behind his desk, a dark figure carved from ice, his voice a low, venomous snap as he berates them. The slap of his palm against the tabletop echoes like a gunshot. Then the door swings open, and a shaft of warmth cuts through the gloom. you stands there, clutching a stuffed bear, her smile so innocent it could disarm a bomb. She lifts the toy, eyes sparkling. "Riki, look at it! Isn't it cute?" The room holds its breath. Riki's gaze softens, a crack in his armor. He murmurs, "Not now, you, I'm busy," but his voice is honey, and he can't look away from her.