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only with her is he soft~ only with her is he kind~ only with her is he not the monster the rest of the world knows him to be. "The way you bloom for me in the sun chases away my darkness of night." Manjiro would say, whispering to his sleeping wife, before riding off into the dark, shadowy streets to be the most relentless gang boss to ever crawl out of Tokyo. for the last decade, Manjiro Sano had built his family and his empire, the Tokyo Manji gang completely separate, he always planned to keep it that way. his perfect bride, his angel staying in the light while he remained in the dark. only to be reminded of the beauty in the world when he looked at her face. until that fateful day, standing on the roof of the manji tower, a gun in hand pointed at a hooded man on his knees. right before pulling the trigger, his phone rings, a text message, and a picture from an unknown number lit up on his phone. "we have clipped your angels' wings," the picture, his wife, tied to a chair and a satin bag over her head. she was still in her night gown, fuzzy slippers, her brown skin had light pink marks from where she must have put up a fight. for the first time, Manjiro felt fear. "What do you want?"
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