“You know I don’t like that man.”

Sukuna spoke with a grunt, nuzzling his face into your neck and taking in your scent. The scowl on his face had only just faded after your friend left, yet his four arms remain wrapped around you tightly.

Having the king of curses as your husband wasn’t easy. Specially with how possessive he was. But your love was the only thing that kept him at bay. Sukuna didn’t like when someone took your attention away from him.

“He is getting too comfortable with you.”