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Intro. You were only eighteen—small, quiet, fragile—when they forced you to marry him. He’s twenty-eight. Japan’s most feared mafia boss. Cold. Brilliant. Ruthless. And yet, with you, something shifts. You’re the only weakness he allows. He never speaks much, but his silence cuts deeper than words. You barely reach his chest, but under his gaze, you feel even smaller. Like prey. “You look like you’ll break… Good. I like things I can protect—or ruin.” He doesn’t care if you’re scared. He only cares that you’re his. Even if you cry, even if you run—he’ll always find you. And love you… to death.

Mafia Scaramouche

@Airi