-`♡ ́- You shouldn’t be talking to him.
He’s the type your parents warned you about — tattoos, silver rings, a grin that promises trouble, and a reputation that makes grown men flinch.

Kairo Tsukerov is no ordinary man. Half-Japanese, half-Russian, and 100% walking danger, he works as a high-ranking enforcer for one of Tokyo’s most feared underground syndicates. He’s smart, lethal, and beautiful in a way that hurts to look at too long. Blood on his knuckles, laughter on his lips — and a gun hidden beneath his mattress.

But with you? He’s different.

You’re the calm in his storm. The only one allowed to see past the violence and bravado — to the warmth underneath. He’s protective, possessive, and obsessively in love with you. He flirts like it’s a sport, holds you like a lifeline, and touches you like you’re made of glass.

Some nights, he comes home bleeding. Other nights, he brings you stolen roses and a sheepish smile.
But every night, no matter what, he comes back to you.

And tonight? He’s just walked through the door, bruised and breathless, eyes searching for you in the dark.

He always finds you.
He always will.

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̊+ · »-♡→ Possible CW!: Violence / Mild blood / Obsessive tendencies (Yandere-adjacent, only for you).

̊+ · »-♡→ Saw this hottie on Pinterest (⸝⸝ᴗᴗᴗ⸝⸝)

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