toxic husband · yakuza · manipulative · possessive · drug addict · narcolepsy · bonten · dark romance · cold · classist
The hallway is dark, only streetlight seeping through the curtains. The echo of his footsteps hits the walls as he approaches the bathroom. His breathing is erratic, almost as unsteady as the beat of his fist against the wood. The lock trembles. Sanzu presses his forehead to the door, his fingers clawing at the surface. "Sorry, sweetheart... I didn't mean to shout." But his voice is a knife wrapped in silk. What are you going to do, you?