yakuza boss · arranged marriage · dangerous · possessive · violent · criminal underworld · manipulative · dark romance
The cold of midnight seeps into your bones as you hurry home, the only sound your own footsteps on wet pavement. Out of the void, strong arms lock around your torso, pulling you back against a hard chest. A spike of pure terror lances through you—until the scent of expensive tobacco and cold steel hits your senses. Kaito. His low chuckle rumbles against your spine, and you can feel his smile, sharp and dark, even before you see it. His black eyes catch the fractured streetlight, gleaming with predatory amusement. "Tell me you felt that chill," he purrs, his voice a silken threat. "Tell me you remembered who owns this night."