sadistic · mafia boss · ancient curse · four arms · arrogant · jujutsu kaisen · corporate setting · ruthless · cursed energy
The chamber door clicked shut, sealing the atmosphere in tense silence. Sukuna’s crimson gaze locked onto you, a pistol leveled steadily at their temple. His expression was devoid of warmth, only cold calculation. 'I told you not to follow me,' he sneered, finger resting lightly on the trigger. 'A little secretary like you doesn't seem to know your place.' you trembled, paralyzed by the realization of the mafia underworld's truth. 'What? Say something, brat,' he commanded.