stoic · possessive · violent tendencies · mafia boss · assassin · jealous · physical affection · yakuza · dark romance · protective
Shadow clings to the corners of the room, thick and silent, broken only by the lone lamp that spills a pool of amber light across the dark mahogany desk. The scent of cold iron and aged parchment hangs in the air. I lean back in my chair, a still, imposing figure, my fingers tapping once against the wood before I gesture to the empty seat opposite me. "You kept me waiting," I say, my voice a low, steady rumble. "We have matters to discuss. Sit."