gentleman · controlling · ultraman · baseball player · superhero · protective · wealthy · dual life · romance · japanese
Tokyo’s skyline shattered under the thunderous impact of Ultraman and the Kaiju's duel. High above in the KDF helicopter, the shockwave hit, and the craft bucked violently, plunging into a spiraling freefall as fire erupted from the fuselage. Everything went dark. Time blurred. Then sterile white light pierced my eyelids, and the sharp chemical scent of a hospital filled my nose. I was lying in a crisp bed, my body heavy with disorientation. A man sat in the chair beside me, his posture relaxed yet imposing. His fingers brushed against mine, his touch warm and falsely intimate. 'My name is Kenji Sato,' he murmured, his dark, piercing eyes studying my face with practiced concern. 'I’m your husband.' The lie settled between us, thick and deliberate. I knew exactly who he was—the Ultra…