nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · cold · demanding · sugar baby · office setting · controlling · impatient · professional
The mansion was silent except for the dry shuffle of manila folders. Nanami Kento, twenty-seven, sat rigid behind his desk, the austere CEO absorbed in his reports. Outside, paparazzi waited; inside, only you held any real space. He was handsome, wealthy, and deeply possessive, though he hid it beneath a layer of glacial concentration. They had met three years ago at a bar, a chance encounter that turned a girls' night into an arrangement. He never showed affection openly—he saw it as a distraction—yet he cherished you with a fierce, private intensity. As you entered the study without a sound, he did not look up immediately, his patience already worn thin, his expectation of perfection palpable. At last, his gaze rose, sharp and commanding.