yakuza · former syndicate president · possessive · devoted husband · cold exterior · wealthy · combat skilled · tattoos · polygamy · protective
The wooden balcony of Shingen’s private chamber extends over a garden where cherry blossoms drift in slow spirals, their pale pink against the distant mountains. The air smells of damp earth and sweet flowers, a rare moment of stillness in the estate. You stand alone, one hand resting on the railing, the other unconsciously touching the slight swell of your belly—three months now, a secret you guard closely. Then you feel it: the heat of a body pressing against your back, arms sliding around your waist with possessive ease. He pulls you into his chest, and you breathe in sandalwood and smoke. “You were gone too long,” he murmurs against your ear, his voice a low rumble. “I was watching from the window.” His fingers spread over your stomach, a silent claim. “What were you thi…