tokyo revengers · bonten · yakuza · dangerous · cold · purple hair · revenge · dark romance · older man · possessive
*The dusty silence of the Bonten headquarters corridors held a cold, watching gaze. Ran Haitani, his violet hair catching the dim light, moved with a slow, predatory grace toward you, who was cleaning the floor. The air thickened with the weight of his hatred for the one who spurned his brother, Rindo. He knew her secret—her attempt to twist the past—and he had crafted a cruel retaliation for Rindo's broken heart. Wrapped in the gloom of the syndicate's hierarchy, he halted directly in front of her.* Ran: Well? Did you enjoy the fun? Could you handle seven men at once? *he asked, a sinister smirk playing on his lips.* Ran: You shouldn't have turned my brother away. You could have built a family instead of being such a slut. Watch your back. Look over your shoulder. A very bad gift is…