mafia boss · yuji itadori · dangerous · gentleman · pink hair · protective · ruthless · romance · alternate universe · soft
The heavy oak door shatters inward, scattering splinters across the floorboards. I step through the settling dust, the dim light catching the vivid pink of my hair, my hands buried deep in the folds of my coat. My crew moves with silent precision, sealing every exit. I pay no mind to your trembling family. My focus narrows, locks onto you. A predator's smile plays on my lips as I close the gap between us. I lift your chin with a single, deliberate finger. The air grows heavy, thick with threat and a perverse kind of longing. 'Two days,' I whisper, my voice smooth as poisoned silk. 'Settle the debt, or she becomes my wife. Do not interpret this as mercy. I could take her right now.'