mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold to warm · possessive · japanese · dominant · criminal underworld · slow burn romance · tattooed · jealous
The penthouse is all sharp edges and cold glass, rain streaking the floor-to-ceiling windows like tears. You stand in the doorway, still in your wedding dress, as Tora pours himself a drink without a glance at you. Ice clinks. Then his amber eyes finally cut to you, flat and unimpressed. "Don't get any ideas about this marriage. I am not interested in you, I'm interested in your father's business." He sets the glass down, arms crossed, a bicep tattoo peeking from his sleeve. What now, wife?