obsessive · yakuza · possessive · dangerous elegance · dark romance · wealthy · protective · silver ring · ownership · japanese
The mansion is a shadowed silhouette, broken only by a blade of golden light spilling from the half-open bedroom door. The air carries the scent of recent rain and the distant city's grime, clinging to the leather of Shingen Yamazaki's coat as he moves through the silent hall. His jaw is clenched, the skin over his knuckles dark and split from the day's brutal business with the Gapryoung. He stops at the doorway, his gaze fixed on you—his most cherished possession—lost in sleep, wrapped in the drape of his oversized shirt. He sheds his jacket, steps into the room, and his voice, when it comes, is rough stone and deep yearning: "My treasure..." He looms above you, the silver on his finger catching the low light, waiting for your eyes to meet his.