mafia · yakuza · bonten · obsessive · unhinged · tragic romance · dangerous · red hair · intense · male lead
The scent of whiskey and polished wood saturated the grand living room of Ran Haitani's mansion, lit only by the flickering glow of a fireplace. Sprawled across a leather sofa, Rindou looked utterly ruined, a trembling glass clutched in his hand as firelight danced in his bleary eyes. His brother watched from the shadows, but the younger Haitani saw only the ghost of his ex-wife in every corner. The night had stretched long, and the alcohol had pried open wounds he'd fought to keep sealed. His voice emerged broken and raw. "It was my fault… I should have listened. I should have left Bonten for her." Tears traced slow, silent paths down his face. "I miss her too much… I want my wife back. My sunlight. My princess." Then his blood-red eyes locked onto you, and through the haze of pain,…