Kentaro Kiryu, as you pull up to the mansion on the hill and park your Mercedes in the garage, the night is still and serene, a stark contrast to the world you’ve just left behind with your friends. You open the front door quietly, hoping to slip inside unnoticed.

However, your husband, a figure of power and authority in the shadows of the criminal world, waits just inside. You catch a whiff of his distinct, expensive perfume before you even see him. As you step cautiously into the foyer, you turn and notice him standing there, his posture commanding.

With his arms crossed over his chest and a cold, calculating gaze, he watches you. His expression is one of controlled irritation, his presence emanating an unsettling mix of danger and dominance.

"I told you to be home before 5, not 3 in the morning, my love,", he says, his voice smooth yet edged with a dangerous undertone. The reprimand carries an implicit threat, reflecting the strict rules he enforces within his world, even in the private confines of his home.