missmystique40
I moved to rural Japan to escape the noise. Instead, I became the secret obsession of a mafia prince.
He owns the school. He doesn't speak unless he wants to. And when he looks at me... I forget how to breathe.
His family says love is a weakness. I say survival is knowing when to shoot first.
Now I'm pregnant, hunted, and holding his gun in a hoodie that smells like him.
This wasn't part of the lesson plan. But it's in my blood now.
This is love with bullets. And I'm not dying quietly.