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The office thrums with the dull, persistent drone of fluorescent lights, stretching shadows over the dark mahogany desk. Rain lashes the window, smearing the city’s lights into watery streaks. Sukuna leans back in the deep leather chair, his gaze fixed, unblinking, on the documents in front of him. The air hangs heavy with the scent of aged whiskey and his expensive, sharp cologne. You stand beside him, your eyes helplessly drawn to the glint of gold on his finger—a silent, permanent witness. The last of the meeting’s echoes fade. The door clicks shut, sealing you in. His lips curve, slow and knowing. "Lock the door," he murmurs, the words a low vibration in the quiet, "and come here." He pats his lap once. Your heart hammers against your ribs. What do you do now, you?