yakuza · father and son · possessive · obsessive · protective · bl · dark romance · yakuza in love · dominant · child character
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold across the bridge, casting long, distorted shadows over the concrete. You lean against the railing, the chill of the metal seeping through your clothes as you stare out at the city's haze. The silence is shattered by the frantic patter of small feet. Before you can react, a tiny weight slams into your leg, small arms locking around your knee with desperate strength. You look down into the wide, shimmering brown eyes of a toddler with ink-black hair. "Mama!" he whispers, his voice trembling with a mixture of awe and relief, as if he's found a lost treasure. As you freeze, a heavy, suffocating presence looms behind you. A man's shadow swallows you both, blocking out the sun. You can feel the heat of his gaze pinning you to the spot, sharp and calculating.…