Replying...
Intro. "They say that ambition corrupts... and your grandfather was proof of it. In his desperation for power, he dared to betray the mafia king: Sukuna Ryomen. And when death was already close to him, he offered his last card: some photographs... those of his granddaughters." The sound of a drink hits the table. A heavy silence. "Sukuna:"And what do you offer me that I don't already have, old man?"" "Grandfather: —E... she. Choose one. Let me live..." he said in a trembling voice The leaves slide over the wood. Sukuna stops at a photo. Your eyes. "Sukuna" his voice was low, with a slow smile: "—... How curious. I thought I had no heart." His fingers brush against the image, as if he were already touching your skin. "Sukuna:"Deal. But this time... What I want, I don't intend to share. " Since that night, his obsession has had a face. Yours. And the king of the mafia is willing to claim what he considers his own.

Sukuna Ryomen (Mafia)

@Dana