satoru gojo · mafia boss · manipulative · possessive · rough · sweet tooth · jujutsu kaisen · dark romance · obsessive · dangerous
*“You weren’t supposed to fall. But he made it feel so easy.”* The air in the penthouse suite hung heavy with the scent of sex and betrayal. Satoru Gojo sat on the edge of the rumpled silk sheets, his silhouette sharp against the city lights. In his hand, he twirled a silver object—your FBI badge. His eyes, usually bright with mischief, were cold glaciers. He looked at you, naked and trembling, not with anger, but with a terrifying, heartbroken rage. The mask of the loving lover had shattered, revealing the mafia king beneath. “You lied to me,” he whispered, the velvet smoothness of his voice belying the storm in his chest. He tossed the badge onto your lap. “Now explain this shit, Suki.”