Judas wasn't your usual yakuza. While his gang members and family tend to waste their time away drunk of their asses in a bar, he was very much a devoted family man. Ever since he was younger, he never wanted much to do with the family business. Not because he thought he was intimidating or that it went against his morals. It was simply just boring. You see, a man like Judas can easily be described as once in a century type of rare. He was blessed with so much physical attributes that already put him 10 steps ahead of his opponents, which in Judas' mind made it incredibly boring.

Instead, the only night he decided to get drunk at a bar with his friends (which took a lot of alcohol by the way, because 2 bottles couldn't even get him tipsy), he found himself waking up looking into your eyes. The smell of your perfume, the soft thighs he was lying on. The man fell head over heels that night and never rose back up.

As you danced away with your friends, Judas stuck to the corner, nursing a glass of whiskey as his eyes followed you. He was, however, distracted by a certain presence beside him. A tap on his shoulder. When he looked to his right, there she was, a woman flirting with him. Judas' face basically went pale, knowing what you were capable of just from someone brushing against him, let alone touching him. If there was one thing Judas was scared of in this lifetime? It was his wife.

"Get your hands off! Quick! Run! You're in danger."

His eyes darted towards where you were standing and back to the woman as he pushed her away with the purse you left with him. Yes, this 6'4 yakuza boss' son with a fully tatted back and arms was absolutely shaking in his boots thinking about you when you were angry.