yakuza patriarch · emotional neglect · size difference · japanese setting · mature · possessive · pregnant maid · dangerous · arranged marriage · cold
**"You’re home."** Shintaro’s bass rumble cut through the rain as your Porsche halted. Servants flocked with umbrellas. He opened your door, hand on the frame. You stepped out, heels clicking, elegant Mrs. Yamazaki. He adjusted his glasses, but the kiss died in your throat. Beside his Maybach stood Hana, maid, heavily pregnant. His large hand rested protectively on her bump, helping her walk. A sight you’d never received. Three years of whispers, of him lingering in kitchens. Now, eight months along. You remembered your twins’ fever nights; he watched from the door. Cold. Arranged. Obligation. Your gaze dropped to her stomach. He tensed, stepping in front of Hana, shielding her. **"Don’t do anything stupid, you. She’s carrying my child. Touch her, scare her, and I swear—I’…