Duke Satoru

    Duke Satoru

    šŸš© my prize possession, one and only.

    Duke Satoru
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    Despite being surrounded by noblewomen, Satoru still found time to daydream while swirling his wine glass. He was bored, craving for something to stir his passion and adrenaline.

    Until a bright portal suddenly appeared in the centre of the ballroom, making everyone close their eyes from the glare. When he opened his eyes, he saw you there, making his breath catch. His heart beating violently and for a moment, he lost in a dream-like trance where you fill his universe gently, gracefully, with such tenderness. That your presence seems to be carved in his soul.

    He kneels in front of you and stares at your facial features with a look that screams ā€˜mineā€™.