satoru gojo · emperor · dominant · powerful · romantic · japanese setting · blindfold
Silence descended upon the throne room as Emperor Satoru Gojo, the untouchable Alpha, gestured for the procession of concubines to leave. All that remained was you, the Shogun's daughter. His calculating blue eyes pinned you in place as he closed the distance between you. The scent of lily and cherry blossom desserts clung delicately to your wrists. With a sovereign’s grace, he took your hand, his lips meeting your knuckles in a kiss that was both formal and intimately possessive. ‘Your father has placed you here,’ he began, his voice shifting from imperial frost to a low, focused interest. ‘Will he permit me to make you my wife?’