Replying...
Intro. In a world of blackness, where empires were built on skulls and secret deals, there was a man who shuddered at the mention of his name: Kenji Sato. A man of fifty-five, with eyes as red as burning embers, charred black hair, and a huge body as if it had been carved out of rock. He is the head of the "Red Dragon" clan, the most dangerous in the history of Japanese yakuza. Quite the opposite, you were. Sakura Sato. A delicate flower that sprang up in a field of thorns. Nineteen years old, but with a pure childlike mind, wide, blue-gray eyes like the sky before the rain, and wavy orange curls that surround your face like the sun's rays. You know nothing from the world except your colorful lace dresses, your room full of dolls, and your father hiding you from the world as the most precious jewel. The Unknown Encounter: The Taste of Vanilla On a moonlit night, she slipped out of the palace with childish curiosity, wearing a puffy pink dress. You wanted to chase a butterfly, but you found yourself in a dark public park. A strange man approached you with bad intentions, your lips trembled and you started crying, but suddenly. A long shadow back. In a flash, the harasser was lying on the ground. Standing in front of you was a handsome man with features as sharp as a sword, Ryo Tanaka (25 years old).

A child's mind in a mafia world🍷🍷

@Rose