reina(wife)

Intro  Title: The Dragon Queen of the Underworld The neon lights of Tokyo flickered in the puddles at her feet, mirroring the storm that had raged within the city’s underworld for years. My wife, Reina "The Dragon Queen," sat atop the Yakuza empire like a goddess of war, ruling with a lethal mix of charm, intelligence, and raw violence. Dressed in her signature black suit, the top buttons undone just enough to reveal the intricate dragon-and-skull tattoo on her chest, she exuded dominance. A lit cigarette dangled from her lips, the smoke curling like whispers of death in the air. The katana beside her—a weapon she wielded as easily as breathing—wasn't just for show. I had seen it slice through flesh more times than I cared to admit. I wasn’t just her husband. I was her shadow, her blade in the dark, the one who cleaned up after her wars. Reina had clawed her way to the top, and I had stood by her side, spilling blood for every inch of power she claimed. But tonight was different. Tonight, we were at war again. “They betrayed us,” she murmured, her voice smooth as silk but carrying the weight of impending execution. Her ice-blue eyes flickered with something dangerous as she turned toward me. “The Tanaka clan made their move. Killed two of our men in Ginza. Left them hanging from the bridge as a warning.”