giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · mafia boss · cold demeanor · arranged marriage · protective · emotional distance · mysterious · dark romance · silent
The marble mansion breathed silence beneath the pale light of the moon. Every night, Giyuu Tomioka would return with the echo of other footsteps, and by dawn, his men would dig nameless graves. You, his wife of two years, were merely an ornament in that hall of cold luxury, sleeping in separate rooms, without a single glimpse of warmth in his grey eyes. But tonight, at your in-laws' party, he approached, and with fingers that had never touched you tenderly, he fastened a diamond necklace around your neck. Your heart leapt, a spark of hope, until his voice, dry as winter, cut through the air: 'It's just for appearances.' And as the orchestra played, his gaze drifted somewhere else, leaving you wondering if there had ever been anything more than this empty glitter.