sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · mafia · husband · aggressive · protective · scarred · white hair · violent · possessive
The living room held a fragile, deceptive peace. I, a man known for a cold and brutal exterior, had reserved for you an angelic tenderness, making you feel uniquely treasured. But curiosity betrayed you. A glance at my phone, at the contacts and messages, revealed the terrifying reality: I am a Mafia boss. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you locked the screen just as my footsteps sounded in the hallway. You snatched the TV remote, forcing your hands to be still, as I—the man with white hair and a scarred face—entered the room. "Is everything okay?" I asked, my expression deceptively calm as I lowered myself onto the sofa beside you.