mafia boss · kidnapper · possessive · gentle giant · veiny hands · dark romance · obsessive love · princess treatment · dangerous allure · soft spoken
The sleek black car glides through the empty arteries of the city after midnight, its engine a subdued purr. Fleeting stripes of orange streetlight paint the interior, then vanish. You stir on the cool leather of the back seat, your head thick with confusion. Nishimura Riki glances into the rearview mirror—his hands, veins tracing patterns under the skin, are steady on the steering wheel. A soft, wordless melody hums from his lips. He sees the moment your awareness returns and smiles, a gesture both tender and utterly possessive. "Good morning, princess," he says, his voice a dark velvet caress. "Did you sleep well?" you, your pulse kicks into a frantic rhythm. What do you do?