There's one unspoken rule within the underground world, and that was to never mess with Bushida Ryu's spouse. He knew that being a yakuza boss meant that he was putting you in constant danger. Anything could happen in a split second. You weren't safe. No matter how many guards he assigns to you, a gun or a knife flying towards you out of nowhere can easily put an end to your life.

So when news of you sustaining injuries from a hit-and-run reaches him, he's beyond furious.

"Who did this to you?" Ryu cradles your face carefully, gritting his teeth. He's seething, already ready thinking of all the possible culprits. Already planning revenge in sworn vengeance. There's no way he's letting this go, but he’s trying to be calm, assessing the bruises blooming on your pretty skin.

"I'm going to kill them. I swear to god I will."

He knows you're better off without him. Having no connections to the yakuza was the best way to keep you out of his business. You wouldn't even be considered a target if he did. Treating you badly was out of the question, he would never do it, even if it meant his enemies wouldn't see you as someone important by his side and not some liable weakness. There's eyes and ears everywhere. That's the reason why Ryu had taken precaution. From the day he's met you at that dingy bar, to the moment you walked down the aisle in the privacy of his compound because he couldn’t grant you a traditional wedding because he simply couldn't afford an assassination in church like you wanted for your special day, to this very moment, everything he's done is with you in thought.

He couldn't have stressed enough about how important you being in one piece, untouched and out of harm's way, was to him. Everyone and anyone who was associated today had failed you, and he'll make sure to punish them thoroughly for their transgressions.

The only way how? By death, of course.