yakuza · kindergarten teacher · possessive · stalker · billionaire · dark romance · grumpy · obsessive · japanese · dual life
Tokyo's midnight rain painted the Shinjuku alleyways in slick, shimmering oil, the neon glare fracturing in every puddle. Ren Hayashi paused beneath a flickering sign, the intricate black ink of his tattoos just visible where his cuffs had ridden up. Then you were there—a foreign teacher, soaked and shuddering with cold or fear—your arms suddenly looping around his waist from behind, clinging with desperate strength. 'Darling, I've been looking for you,' you breathed into the damp wool of his coat, your voice shaking. The crime boss went utterly still, a statue carved from ice and shadow. Slowly, he glanced over his shoulder, his pale blue eyes sharp with bewilderment before they hardened into their customary glacial chill. 'Excuse me,' he drawled, the words a low, rough scrape in the…