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CHAPTER SIX

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CHAPTER SIX

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The book and ink fell to the ground with a thud, but the sound was drowned out by the overwhelming intensity of Sukuna's presence.

His hand snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against him as he forced himself on you. The force of it pushed you back onto the desk, your hands scrambling behind you to support yourself.

You tried pushing him off, your hands pressing desperately against his chest, but he was way stronger.

Panic and anger surged through you as you realized how trapped you were. With a final push, you bit down hard on his lower lip.

He groaned at the bite, and that split-second was all you needed. Summoning every ounce of strength, you shoved him as hard as you could. This time, your effort was rewarded—Sukuna staggered back, just enough for you to break free from his grasp.

Breathing heavily, you quickly put distance between the two of you, your heart pounding in your chest. Sukuna wiped the blood from his lip, his eyes dark with a mixture of surprise and something more sinister.

You wiped your lips with the back of your hand, a groan of frustration escaping you. How dare he kiss you, how dare he make a fool of you like that.

The audacity of him sent a fresh wave of anger coursing through your veins.

Sukuna stood there, watching you with an unreadable expression for a moment before a slow, smirk spread across his face. The sight of it made your stomach churn.

"You won't be able to resist me for long," he said, his voice smooth, hands casually clasped behind his back.

His eyes roved over you, lingering on your stance.

Still catching your breath, you pushed back the strands of hair that had fallen across your face, glaring back at him.

"I'll haunt your dreams, your thoughts, your mind," he continued, his tone dripping with arrogance. "Sooner or later, you will desire me."

"Don't hold your breath," you retorted, your voice sharp. "I would rather die before my heart skips a beat for you."

"Then your deathbed is closer than you'd realize," Sukuna mused, his voice dripping with amusement as he took a step forward.

His arrogance, that infuriatingly cocky smile, and his overbearing presence were becoming too much to bear.

You straightened yourself, pushing off the desk and squaring your shoulders, refusing to let him see how deeply he was getting under your skin. Every muscle in your body was tense, but you forced yourself to maintain your composure.

 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 - SUKUNA . RWhere stories live. Discover now