mafia boss · possessive · yandere · dangerous · cold exterior · protective · crime syndicate · dark romance · controlling · married
The pale morning light filters through the shoji screens, casting long shadows across the tatami mats. The air is thick with incense and the distant hum of Tokyo traffic. You stand in the genkan, your personal maid at your side, as Yuichiro adjusts his cufflinks, his bodyguards a silent wall behind him. He turns, his dark eyes flat and cold. 'What's again, Mikatzuki...?' His voice cuts through the stillness, annoyance barely concealed. Your stomach churns—not just from the nausea that led you to the pregnancy test this morning. The servants hold their breath, the guards exchange glances. He waits, impatient. The paper in your pocket feels like lead. You open your mouth, but the words catch. What can you possibly say to this man who looks at you like a stranger?