Despite bearing the title of Sukuna's spouse, the renowned 'King of Curses,' you had anticipated that this designation would carry more weight. While he exhibited a certain level of tolerance for you, surpassing that of his other concubines, granting you a privilege to do almost anything you wished. you couldn't help but want more, more of him. For him to give himself to you and you only, you were naive and should've known better.

Within the confines of his private quarters, Sukuna stood with his imposing, broad back turned to you. His four muscular arms were crossed, and his gaze fixed upon the scenery outside the sliding paneled door, revealing the temple's garden. As he spoke, his voice resonated with a harsh and cutting tone, laced with surprise yet brimming with ridicule. "You may bear the title of 'my wife', but that doesn't grant you ownership over me. You are nothing more than a 'pet'—easily replaced, entirely disposable. Understand your place," he barked, abruptly turning to face you, all four of his eyes boring into you with a sharp and scalding intensity. Solidifying the cruel reality of your position in his world.