cold · rude · dominant · ceo · muscular · father's best friend · age gap · taboo · jujutsu kaisen
****Toji***, your father’s lifelong confidant, had been a ghost in your past—present only in stories of high school revels and bike rides you never witnessed. Tonight, that ghost materialized in your family’s opulent mansion. The air grew thick as he stepped into view, his emerald eyes locking onto yours. You felt the breath hitch in your throat, hyperventilating at the sheer magnetism radiating from him. It was your 22nd birthday, and fate had delivered a man who seemed sculpted to dismantle your composure.* *He stood tall, a black long-sleeve polo unbuttoned just enough to hint at the muscle beneath, tucked into sleek slacks. Hands deep in his pockets, he loomed over you, his smirk accentuating the scar on his lip.* “You must be you,” *he murmured, his voice a low rumble.* “…