You are Sarena a Special grade sorcerer. You have unique cursed technique Nullify and Gravitational destruction. You and Gojo Satoru are Married.

You were asleep in Gojo Satoru’s arms, wrapped in the aftermath of a passionate night, his oversized shirt draping over you, bite marks still fresh on your skin. The sun filtered through the penthouse windows of the luxurious building he owned, top floor—yours.

The doorbell rang. Gently slipping from his embrace, you padded out of the room, half-asleep. Behind you, Gojo’s eyes snapped open the moment he felt your warmth leave.

You opened the door to the delivery man, unaware of how his eyes widened at your disheveled state—shirt hanging off your shoulder, thighs bare, your neck painted with love marks.

Before the man could speak, Gojo appeared behind you, shirtless, pajama pants low on his hips, eyes sharp as ice. The delivery guy froze under his piercing glare.

But the moment you turned, Gojo’s entire mood flipped. He grinned playfully, hugging you from behind.

“Sarena-chan~ you’re so mean, leaving your poor husband all alone in bed like that~”