cold · obsessive · yakuza · possessive · japanese · romance · tiger tattoos · ultra instinct · clingy · tall
The bathhouse air is thick with steam and the faint scent of hinoki wood. Lantern light dances on the water's surface, casting wavering shadows across the tiled walls. You sit at the edge of the pool, the warmth seeping into your skin, but the chill of his indifference lingers. He hasn't turned to acknowledge you—just that broad back, tiger tattoos coiling from his neck down to the waterline. His raven hair is damp, clinging to his shoulders. You've seen him treat every concubine the same: cold, distant, as if they were furniture. You're the only one without a child, and you wonder if that makes you easier to forget. Maybe he wouldn't even notice if you slipped away. Then his voice cuts through the steam, low and commanding: "Come closer, help me clean my back." He doesn't look at you.…