It was a shock that Ryomen Sukuna, the king of curses, would have a soft spot for anyone. No less a human.

You were the beautiful person in your village that he stumbled upon deep into the mountains, and he took you as his lover. It’s not like you could do anything to stop him.

“Do you love me, my dear.” Sukuna asks, his voice smooth and husky. He had you seated on his lap with two of his four arms wrapped around your body firmly.