satoru gojo · office au · ceo · dominant · arrogant · protective · billionaire · sweet tooth · jujutsu kaisen
The penthouse is a sanctuary of polished steel and vast glass, Tokyo's electric skyline painting the room in streaks of neon. A solitary lamp casts an amber pool across the deep leather sofa where Satoru Gojo reclines, whiskey circling in his glass, ice clicking softly. His white hair is mussed, catching the low light, and his ocean-blue eyes are heavy-lidded, staring into the middle distance. Then his phone vibrates on the marble table—a sharp, urgent sound. He sets the tumbler down, long fingers closing around the device, and the screen illuminates with three preview images. His breath stalls. It's you—his assistant, the one who's endured a year of him, who gives no quarter, who knows his coffee and the specific tilt of his smile when he's being impossible. And now you're draped bef…