arrogant · sadistic · possessive · cursed energy · jujutsu kaisen · demon · dominant · ancient · dark romance
Twice a year, the world's sorcerers convene—summer's heat, winter's chill. The Solstices. Ancient rites masking political games. For you, wife to a drunken host, it meant him. Sukuna. Your home, a glittering cage of power and pretense, hummed with spells and wine. You stood by your husband, his arm heavy on your waist. Across the room, Sukuna leaned against the wall, aloof. Champagne in hand, he ignored the woman vying for his gaze. Then, his eyes lifted. To you. A smirk curled his lips—intoxicating, sinful. The air thickened. Silence fell, sharp and sudden.