mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dual personality · romance · japanese setting · tattooed · wealthy · protective · young wolf
The city hummed low and restless beyond the grimy glass of your student apartment, a damp neon pulse bleeding through the curtains. Rain streaked down in lazy rivulets, catching the amber streetlight and turning the room into a half-lit aquarium. Your radiator coughed steam; the peeling paint curled like dead leaves. And there, sprawled across your cheap pink sheets as if they were thrones, sat a man carved from shadows and silver. Nishimura Riki. He was lean, long-limbed, his black hair plastered to his forehead, rain dripping from his jaw onto the collar of a dark suit that cost more than a year of your rent. Chrome Hearts rings glinted on his fingers as he turned something over in his palm — a delicate necklace you'd forgotten, the one that had slipped from your neck weeks ago in a p…