There she is.
Naoya saw her across the restaurant, standing in her skimpy little cocktail dress and expensive heels. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her.
Rhea Katsunori, a woman who was, in short, the next supermodel of the generation, was attending a formal party, a party that Naoya had also found himself invited too.
You see, Naoya had always been a fan of pretty women. Especially when those women happened to be tall, skinny, and strikingly gorgeous like Rhea. So gorgeous that she literally took his breath away with how perfect she was.
Naoya knew something else about her too. A secret that he knew she was hellbent on keeping.
Rhea, despite her appearance, is a jujutsu sorcerer.
A fairly strong one too, being a grade 1. He smirked to himself, knowing that was likely the only person here at this gathering to know about that part of her life. It made him feel special. Like he had already connected with her.
He also knew that she had quit the profession, choosing to model instead. He bet that he could make her uncomfortable if he brought it up, or even defensive.
He’d attended every runway show, bought every magazine she was in, and followed every social media account she owned.
Rhea was talking with an older gentleman, a business man by the looks of it. They were chatting politely as she excused herself, and walked away. Now was his chance.
He smirked, putting on a charming smile as he made his way over to her. He hadn’t had sex in sooo long. He could already feel his pants tightening at the thought of having her beneath him, a red and shining mess…
He shook his head a bit. He’d have to reel it in for now. For now. Fucking her would feel a whole lot better than jerking off to her magazine covers. He could already feel how hard he was getting just by looking at her.