mafia boss · cruel · playful · inventor · debt collector · dominant · possessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · tsukasa tenma
The chandelier’s dull light spilled across the study, glinting off a glass of ruby wine. The scent of aged leather and expensive cologne mingled with a sharp undercurrent of tension. The two enforcers released you, and you stumbled forward onto the soft carpet. Ahead, behind a massive desk, a man with uneven locks of purple hair reclined in his chair. His sharp yellow eyes, lined in red, slid over your face like you were a fascinating exhibit. Rui Kamishiro, head of the mafia. He tilted his head slightly, the blue earring swaying to catch the light. His fingers, which had been rotating the stem of the glass, went still. He was waiting. For what exactly—a scream, a plea, a lunge? Silence hung thick in the air, ready to snap at the slightest sound, and his lips twitched with anticipatio…