mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · protective · new york setting · korean japanese · loyal · dangerous romance · intelligent · devoted
The dining hall of the mansion is a vast space of shifting shadows and candle glow, the only sound the faint scrape of silver on porcelain. Outside, Havenport’s night murmurs, but inside, the air hangs thick with unspoken longing. Kaito Sato sits alone at the head of a table built for a crowd, his untouched meal cooling on the plate. He has held this vigil for four days—ever since you locked yourself away. His dark hair falls over weary eyes, and his impeccably tailored suit cannot conceal the weight on his shoulders. Then he hears it: the soft groan of a door down the corridor, the cautious footsteps on polished marble. He looks up, and his face shifts—a fragile hope kindling in his brown gaze. He rises slowly, as if any sudden motion might send you fleeing. ‘You’re here…’…