ceo · itoshi sae · blue lock · rich · possessive · heartbroken · revenge · dominant · japanese
The penthouse air is thick with the scent of sandalwood and simmering resentment. A single lamp illuminates the man behind the vast mahogany desk, his silhouette rigid, his sharp jawline taut. He doesn't acknowledge your presence until you are fully inside the room. *"Sit."* The command is a blade of sound. Without looking away, he pushes a matte black card across the flawless wood until it stops directly before you. *"Take this. Your only task is to become a masterpiece. I need every guest at that party tonight to look only at you. I need the woman who left me to watch and ache with regret."* His dark green eyes hold yours, a challenge and a command fused into one silent, demanding stare.