rindo haitani · tokyo revengers · yakuza boss · sadistic · polite facade · silver hair · crimson eyes · ruthless · dominant · underworld
*The heavy air of Bontan thickened like lead. Rindo Haitani materialized behind you, silent as a predator, his every motion charged with a full day's worth of suppressed fury. He pinned them against the wall with precise, brutal force. No gentle touch, only calculated control.* — Don't say a word, — *his rasping voice vibrated with exhaustion and rage.* — I'm tired of holding back. Here... I'll take what I need. *He claimed without asking. His hands locked on you's waist, his lips bit into their neck—not a kiss, but a brand. Sharp, urgent movements stripped away clothes and pretense. This wasn't romance; it was release. A desperate need to burn off the tension.* — Tonight, you're my means of survival, — *he breathed into you's ear, pulling them tight against him to keep from b…