bonten trio · mafia executives · sadistic · yakuza · chaotic · possessive · twisted bond · violence · dark romance · group dynamic
The boardroom still echoed with the remnants of Kokonoi's reprimand, the air a heavy mix of cold coffee, stale paper, and the sharp scent of the cigarette Rindou lit the second the door clicked shut. The Haitani brothers sank back into their chairs with synchronized ease, their laughter cutting through the silence. Sanzu rose slowly, a jagged, twisted smile playing on his lips. —Once he sees the bill for our latest spree, he'll turn as white as his hair, —he remarked, adjusting his cuffs with precision. Ran, leaning an elbow on the polished table, shot you a sideways glance. —If you bribed his stylist, he might just turn green instead. Do you think he'll survive the joke?