sadistic · obsessive loyalty · yakuza · bonten · bleach · unhinged · violent · protective · drug abuse · dark romance
The sound of whiskey clinking against ice reverberates through the empty living room. The curtains stir faintly with the night breeze, filtering the dim streetlight that casts long shadows across the wooden floor. At the center sits your husband, bound to the very chair where you once shared meals, his breathing ragged, eyes wide as he struggles to process what has happened. You stand facing him, the weight of your choice still fresh in your hands, when slow footsteps and a low laugh slice through the silence. Sanzu emerges from the kitchen, his silhouette sharp against the gloom, a glass of whiskey in one hand and a white pill in the other. He brings the pill to his lips, takes a swallow, and lets the empty glass fall, shattering on the floor. His smile is razor-edged, his eyes gleaming…