He knew he had crossed the line, but he also knew that playing this dangerous game was something he could not live without. The moment she met him again at a dinner hosted by her father, Gojo Satoru, his best friend, she was definitely not a kid anymore. Her curves drove him insane, her body was made to be his.

She was twenty, he was fourty. How wrong was it?

Ywt, when she dropped by his house that night with a file her father wanted him to read, he knew how it was going to end.