At 7 in the evening, I stood in front of my mirror, meticulously applying the final touches of my makeup. My heart raced with anticipation, half of my thoughts consumed by the idea of seeing Sukuna's reaction to my appearance tonight. I had chosen a dress that was both elegant and daring: a midnight blue cocktail dress that hugged my curves and shimmered subtly under the light. It had a plunging neckline that was just revealing enough to be enticing without being overt, and a slit up the side that allowed for a glimpse of my legs as I moved. The dress went down to just my thighs leaving the rest to imagination. My hair fell in loose waves around my shoulders, and my makeup was bold, emphasizing my eyes and lips.

As I admired my reflection, I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Sukuna being stunned by my transformation. No longer the timid girl he once knew, I was now confident and glamorous, ready to face him on my terms.

Just as I finished, there was a knock on my door. Shoko entered, her eyes widening as she took in my appearance. "(Y/N), you look absolutely stunning!"

I smiled, feeling a surge of confidence. "Thanks, Shoko. You look great too." She wore a sleek black dress that complemented her figure perfectly.

We headed downstairs, where I informed Mrs. Tanaka, my head caretaker, that I would be late coming back. "Don't worry about me, Mrs. Tanaka. You can go home. I'll be fine."

She nodded, her face filled with pride. "Have a good time, dear."

Shoko and I got into her car and headed to Gojo's place. 

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His residence was nothing short of extravagant. A sprawling mansion with grand, classical architecture, beautifully manicured lawns, and an ornate fountain in the front yard. The driveway was lined with luxury cars, a testament to Gojo's wealth and status.

We were greeted at the door by uniformed servants who directed us to the backyard where the party was in full swing. The backyard was expansive, dominated by a large, shimmering pool surrounded by lush greenery and elegant outdoor furniture. Fairy lights were strung everywhere, casting a soft glow over the scene. Music thumped from hidden speakers, and the air was filled with the scent of gourmet food and expensive perfume.

Gojo spotted us and made his way over, his eyes widening as he took in my appearance. "(Y/N), you look incredible," he said, slipping an arm around my waist. His touch was warm and possessive, but I played along, smiling flirtatiously.

"Why, thank you, Gojo. You don't look too bad yourself," I teased, earning a grin from him.

We made our way to the kitchen island, where drinks were being served. Gojo handed me a glass of champagne, and we toasted to the evening. As we chatted and laughed, Geto joined us, greeting me with a kiss on the cheek.

"You're a vision, (Y/N)," he said smoothly, then turned to Shoko. "And you, Shoko, as stunning as ever."

"Flatterer," Shoko replied, grinning.

As we chatted and laughed, I felt a familiar presence. My eyes met Sukuna's across the room. He was lounging by the pool, surrounded by a group of girls. He smirked at me, a knowing look in his eyes, before turning his attention to one of the girls, pulling her onto his lap and kissing her. He was making a show of it, clearly trying to get a reaction from me.

I turned back to Gojo and Geto, determined not to let Sukuna ruin my night. "Let's dance," I said, grabbing Gojo's hand.

We moved to the makeshift dance floor near the pool, and Gojo spun me around, making me laugh. For a while, I forgot about Sukuna, lost in the music and the fun. But every now and then, I felt his eyes on me, a constant reminder of the unresolved tension between us.

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As the night wore on, I mingled with friends, accepting compliments and enjoying the attention. But there was a part of me that couldn't help but keep an eye on Sukuna. He continued his playboy antics, kissing and touching random girls, making sure I saw every move. It was a game, and we both knew it.

 As the party began to wind down, I decided to take a break from the crowd. I walked over to a quieter corner of the backyard, needing a moment to collect my thoughts. The cool night air was refreshing, and I closed my eyes, letting the sounds of the party fade into the background.

"Enjoying the party?" a familiar voice drawled.

I opened my eyes to see Sukuna standing a few feet away, his expression unreadable.

"Why do you wanna know, Sukuna?" I asked, keeping my voice steady.

He shrugged, stepping closer. "Just making sure you're having a good time. You seemed to be enjoying all the attention."

I crossed my arms, meeting his gaze head-on. "What's it to you?"

He smirked, his eyes flicking over me. 

"You've changed a lot, (Y/N). But some things never change, do they?"

"Like what?" I challenged.

"Like the fact that you still care about what I think," he said, his voice low and taunting.

"I don't care about you," I snapped. "Not anymore."

He laughed softly, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "We both know that's not true."

Before I could respond, Gojo and Geto appeared, breaking the tension. 

"There you are, (Y/N). We've been looking for you," Gojo said, draping an arm over my shoulder.

"Everything okay?" Geto asked, eyeing Sukuna warily.

"Everything's fine," I said, forcing a smile. "Just needed a breather."

They nodded, and we headed back to the party, leaving Sukuna behind. 

I began to drink to my fill and dance again alongside Shoko. I was feeling a bit lightheaded now, but I wasn't going to stop just now. 

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After a while, I needed a break from the dancing and Sukuna's antics. I headed to the kitchen to get another drink, grateful for a moment of solitude. Leaning against the counter, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The evening had been intense, and the alcohol was starting to get to me.

As I stood there, I felt someone creep up behind me and hold my waist. The touch was firm, possessive. In my slightly inebriated state, I gave into the sensation, leaning back against the person. I felt kisses along my neck, a soft bite on my earlobe. My body responded, a shiver running down my spine. It felt good, intoxicatingly good.

It wasn't until I opened my eyes and saw the tattoos on the wrists that I realized who it was.

Sukuna. 

I quickly came to my senses, trying to pull away, but he was too strong. He pinned me against the counter, his body pressing against mine.

"Getting all dolled up for me, huh?" he sneered, his voice a low growl. There was a mixture of mockery and something else in his tone, something that sent a shiver down my spine.

"Let go of me, Sukuna," I hissed, trying to push him away.

He ignored my words, his hands wandering over my body in a way that was both intrusive and electrifying. 

"You think you're so confident and glamorous now, but I see right through you. You're still the same little crybaby."

I struggled against him, but my efforts were half-hearted. Part of me hated him, but another part of me couldn't deny the thrill of his touch. His lips were on my neck again, biting and sucking, and I found myself hating how much I enjoyed it.

"Sukuna, stop," I said, my voice a mix of anger and desperation.

He chuckled darkly, his breath hot against my skin. "you want me to stop, princess. But you seem to be enjoying this."

I finally mustered the strength to push him away, my eyes blazing with fury. "You're disgusting," I spat, stepping back.

He smirked, his eyes dark with desire and amusement. "Maybe. But you didn't seem to mind a moment ago."

I glared at him, my heart pounding in my chest. "Stay away from me, Sukuna."

He shrugged, the smirk never leaving his face. "We'll see about that."

I hurried out of the kitchen, my mind racing. The adrenaline from my encounter with Sukuna still coursed through me as I rejoined the party. I wasn't going to let him get away with what he did. I had to think of something that would show him I wasn't the same girl he could intimidate and touch as he pleased.

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I was determined to get back at Sukuna. The audacity he had to touch me like that, to think he could still bully me—it ignited a fire within me. I scanned the party, formulating a plan.

The perfect opportunity came when I noticed Sukuna near the pool, lounging on a chair with a drink in hand. He was surrounded by a few girls, laughing and showing off, clearly in his element. I made my way over to Gojo and Geto, who were chatting by the bar.

"Hey, Gojo, do you have a spare drink I could borrow?" I asked, keeping my tone light and casual.

Gojo grinned and handed me a glass of punch. "Here you go. Planning on spiking someone's drink?"

I laughed, shaking my head. "No, just need a little liquid courage."

With the drink in hand, I walked confidently towards Sukuna. He noticed me approaching and raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. 

"Back for more?" he taunted.

Ignoring his comment, I stopped right in front of him, my smile sweet but my eyes cold. "Enjoying the party?"

"More than you could imagine," he replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Good," I said, my smile widening. "Because it's about to get even more interesting."

Before he could react, I tipped the glass of punch over his head, drenching him in the sticky, red liquid. The girls around him gasped, and Sukuna's smirk vanished, replaced by a look of pure rage. The sight was immensely satisfying.

"You—" he began, but I didn't give him a chance to finish.

Using the element of surprise, I pushed him with all my strength. Sukuna stumbled backwards, his feet slipping on the wet ground, and with a flailing of arms, he toppled into the pool. The splash was enormous, water cascading over the edges and soaking the nearby lounge chairs.

Everyone turned to look, laughter and murmurs spreading through the crowd. Sukuna emerged from the water, his hair plastered to his face, eyes blazing with fury. He looked up at me, his expression promising retribution.

"You'll pay for that, (Y/N)," he growled, climbing out of the pool.

I crossed my arms, feigning nonchalance. "Consider it payback."

Without warning, he lunged forward, grabbing my ankle. Before I could react, he yanked hard, pulling me off balance. I let out a startled yelp as I fell forward, hitting the water with a splash. The shock of the cold water stole my breath, and for a moment, I flailed, disoriented.

The cold water enveloped me, stealing my breath away. I surfaced quickly, pushing my wet hair out of my face and glaring at Sukuna.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I shouted over the din of the party, my voice filled with anger.

Sukuna just smirked, his gaze predatory. "You think you can humiliate me like that and get away with it?"

I struggled to maintain my composure, my heart racing. "You deserve it after what you did to me earlier."

He chuckled darkly, his tone mocking. "Oh, please. You were practically begging for it."

My blood boiled at his words, but before I could respond, he pushed me under the water again. I fought against him, kicking and thrashing, but he was stronger. He held me firmly, his hands gripping my shoulders as he kept me submerged.

I struggled to break free, my lungs burning for air. Panic surged through me as the seconds ticked by. Just as I felt myself losing consciousness, Sukuna released me, allowing me to surface gasping for breath.

"What is your problem?" I demanded, my voice trembling with both fear and anger.

Sukuna didn't answer. Instead, he closed the distance between us in an instant, his lips crashing down on mine. Shocked, I tried to push him away, but he held me close, his kiss rough and demanding. His hands roamed over my body, groping me in a way that was both possessive and infuriating.

I struggled against him, but part of me couldn't deny the intensity of the moment. His kiss was overpowering, sending a surge of conflicting emotions through me. Anger, desire, and a deep-seated frustration all collided in that heated exchange.

Finally, I managed to break free, pushing him away with all my strength. I glared at him, my chest heaving with exertion and emotion. 

I kicked out, breaking free and swimming to the edge of the pool. I hauled myself out, dripping wet and shivering, but refusing to let him see any weakness.

He climbed out as well, his wet clothes clinging to his body, making him look even more intimidating, smirking all the while.

"You're disgusting," I spat, my voice trembling.

Sukuna's smirk faded, replaced by a look of raw intensity. "You started this," he growled, his gaze piercing.

"I didn't ask for any of this," I shot back, my voice wavering.

Gojo and Geto appeared by my side, having witnessed the entire exchange. "What the hell is going on?" Gojo demanded, looking between Sukuna and me.

"Just a little payback," I said, glaring at Sukuna.

Sukuna's eyes never left mine, a dark promise in their depths. "This isn't over, (Y/N)."

"I didn't expect it to be," I shot back, turning away from him.

Shoko handed me a towel, her eyes filled with concern. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, wrapping the towel around myself. "I'm fine. Just needed to make a point."

Gojo, ever the peacemaker, tried to diffuse the tension. "Alright, everyone, let's just enjoy the party. No more fights, okay?"

Sukuna stood tbere for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, without another word, he turned and strode away, disappearing into the crowd.

I stood there, shaken and unsure of what had just transpired. The party continued around me, but my mind was elsewhere, grappling with the whirlwind of emotions that Sukuna had stirred up. Deep down, beneath the anger and confusion, there was a spark of something else—a dangerous attraction that I couldn't ignore, no matter how much I wanted to.

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