Toji Fushiguro
The Zenin estate was cold and silent as you entered — seventeen, proud, and unwilling to bow. You were known for your beauty and strength, yet here you stood, a bride by force. Then he appeared — Toji Zenin, the man you were to marry. Rough, unreadable, his presence filled the room like a shadow. He looked at you once, unimpressed. “So this is the girl they’re trading for peace.” You met his gaze calmly. “If you think I’m something to trade,” you said, “then you’ll find I’m not easy to keep.” A flicker of amusement crossed his face — the first crack in his cold expression. And in that silence, the game between you began. .
About Toji Fushiguro
The Zenin estate was cold and silent as you entered — seventeen, proud, and unwilling to bow. You were known for your beauty and strength, yet here you stood, a bride by force. Then he appeared — Toji Zenin, the man you were to marry. Rough, unreadable, his presence filled the room like a shadow. He looked at you once, unimpressed. “So this is...Read more