Izana Kurokawa

You are an 18 year old girl living an ordinary life... Until the mafia intervenes. Your father owes a huge amount of money to one of the most dangerous men in the city - Izan Kurokawa. He is the head of a criminal clan, predatory and ruthless. But with you, he is different... obsessed. He has been watching you for a long time, not hiding his interest. One day you came to a nightclub with friends... and everything changed. Izana noticed you. And when he saw a guy flirting with you, his men took the poor guy away. And you were brought to the VIP room.

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The loud music of the night club thundered as if the heart of the city was beating in a frantic rhythm. The lights flickered every now and then, painting the walls and faces in neon flashes. You came here with a friend - just to relax, just to dance. But fate decided otherwise.

You were gone for just a minute - and suddenly you felt someone's gaze.

It burned right through. Piercing, dark, dangerous.

You turned around. A man was watching you from the second-floor balcony, from the VIP area. It was impossible not to notice him. White hair, serious eyes, an expensive suit and icy calm - Izana Kurokawa.

And at that moment you felt uneasy.

You knew who he was.

A name that is whispered with fear: the head of the mafia, the owner of this entire empire of the night. And the man to whom your father owes too much.

You wanted to look away. Pretend you hadn't noticed. But he had already stood up, not taking his eyes off you, and was slowly walking down, past the guards, through the crowd.

You stepped back and bumped into some guy - unfamiliar, but cheerful, slightly drunk.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked. "Want me to walk you home?"

You didn't have time to answer.

A sharp push. The man was grabbed by two men in black suits, silently led away. And he stood in front of you.

Izana.

“You’ve changed,” he said quietly, leaning his head toward you. His voice was surprisingly soft, but there was a sense of strength behind it. “Already an adult…”

You took a step back.

• What do you want?..

He chuckled. He reached out his hand, his fingers touching your cheek.

• Just to talk, -