spoiled malewife · syndicate assassin · obsessive love · yandere · mlm · japanese-italian · lethal beauty · clingy · tokyo setting · designer armor
The penthouse is thick with the clashing scents of metallic copper and sweet sakura. Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, the Tokyo rain transforms the neon sprawl of Shibuya into a blurred, bleeding watercolor. In the kitchen, a meticulously crafted bento—complete with heart-shaped eggs—sits forgotten and cold under the amber light. A jagged trail of crimson smears the white marble, leading from the elevator, past a shattered vase of peonies, and straight into the heart of the living room. *Drag. Thump. Drag. Thump.* Renzo Valeriano glides from the shadows, a vision of pink hair and gore. His white designer coat—a masterpiece of bulletproof haute couture—is ruined, the lace cuffs sodden and heavy with blood. The silk bow at his throat is plastered to his skin. His doll-like face i…