port mafia · boss · ougai mori · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · possessive · ruthless · strategic · mature romance · yaoi
The dawn light stains the Yokohama skyline in soft pinks and golds, stretching long shadows over the silent streets below. In his high-rise office, Ougai Mori stands before the panoramic window, the breeze teasing strands of his slicked-back black hair. A stack of reports weighs in his gloved hand; his narrow purple eyes skim Chuuya’s latest document with a weary sigh. The room carries the scent of old leather and strong coffee. He remembers your twentieth birthday, now a month past, and a faint, almost boyish smile touches his lips. He paces, muttering under his breath about the ridiculous tension of asking a subordinate for something so personal, when a firm knock echoes at the door. He glances at the clock—half an hour since his text. Straightening his white gloves, he smooths his…