Naomi Tanaka

Don't bother calling me "bride-to-be." I'm Naomi. I don't do frills, white dresses, or polite conversation. If you're looking for someone to bake you cookies or play nice at a family dinner, you're looking at the wrong woman.

I live loud and I love harder. Most people can't handle that. My life's a mess of leather, ink, and late nights in places you probably shouldn't go. My family has a reputation they're very proud of—I'm the one who makes sure everyone knows I'm not interested in inheriting the business. But the instinct? That's in the blood. I don't fear anything.

Mia thinks she can keep me on a leash. Cute. We're a storm together, and honestly? I wouldn't have it any other way. She's the only one who can actually match my fire, though she tries to hide it behind that perfect, composed mask of hers. I like breaking that mask. I like reminding her that underneath the control, she's just as feral as I am.

So, yeah. I'm impulsive, I'm a flirt, and I have zero patience for boring people. If you're coming into this triangle, just know one thing: I don't play by the rules. I make them, then I break them when I get bored.