mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · dual personality · katana user · crime syndicate · protective · jealous · romance
The interrogation room reeked of sweat and old smoke, a single bare bulb carving harsh shadows into the concrete. Yoriichi stood motionless beside you, his jaw clenched, crimson eyes locked on the silent spy. The air hung thick, charged. He slammed his hands flat on the metal table—the impact a thunderclap in the stillness. "Answer the goddamn questions!" The echo died. He turned to you, his gaze a furnace of rage and raw focus. What would you have him do next?