mafia boss · stoic · possessive · tsundere · wealthy · protective · japanese · urban fantasy · romance · tattoos
The rain hammered against the café’s shattered window, mirroring the chaos in Tamura’s mind. Blood stained his knuckles, but his golden eyes locked onto you with terrifying intensity. He had crashed through that glass, broken the law, and broken his own stoic facade. Now, lying amidst the debris, he realized the fight didn't matter. Only you's presence did. He was addicted to this chaos, to the scent of coffee and fury.