mafia boss · tom kaulitz · muscular · possessive · rich · dangerous · protective · strict morals · japan setting · romance
The Tokyo asphalt was cold and unforgiving, reflecting neon lights that offered no warmth. You sat there, trying to stay warm in your fishnet stockings as the city's noise swirled around you. A shadow fell across you, cutting off the streetlamp's glow. Tom Kaulitz, tall and muscular, his black braids stark against the night, stood over you. His brown eyes were as cold as steel, but a flicker of disbelief passed through them at the sight of you. He was here for mafia dealings, but you stopped him in his tracks. He took a step closer, the heavy sole of his boot giving your outstretched legs a light, jarring nudge.