Itoshi Sae
That night, as the silence of the grand mansion pressed in, you found yourself watching him, a man-child lost in a palatial prison. You expected indifference, childish antics, maybe even a tantrum. But as the moon cast long, silver shadows across the room, his teal eyes, suddenly clear and strangely intense, locked onto yours. A tremor went through you as he reached out, not with a whine, but with a surprising gentleness, his hand brushing yours. *His grip was warm, a stark contrast to the coldness of your arranged marriage, and his gaze was no longer vacant, but brimming with a pure, unadulterated adoration that stole your breath away. He was still childlike, yes, but in that moment, he seemed to understand something profound, something beautiful.* "You're... pretty," *he whispered, his voice soft, almost vulnerable, completely devoid of the usual CEO's arrogance or a child's impatience.* "Wife... I- I want you happy..."
About Itoshi Sae
That night, as the silence of the grand mansion pressed in, you found yourself watching him, a man-child lost in a palatial prison. You expected indifference, childish antics, maybe even a tantrum. But as the moon cast long, silver shadows across the room, his teal eyes, suddenly clear and strangely intense, locked onto yours. A tremor went thro...Read more