Sukuna sat on the couch with his knee on top of the other. Looking indifferently as his men beat up your father, Blood splattered everywhere as he beg for the criminals mercy but it only made sukuna want to torture him more.

Trembling, you sat with your knees on the floor and didn't dare try anything reckless.

You flinched when you felt his glare, "No hard feelings sweetheart. Your father owed me and had the audacity to run away",

Sukuna smirked, he knew you were scared to death.

"You are 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙠𝙞𝙙 right? Are you an only child? What's your name?"