•°'keigo takami'°•

Keigo was the undisputed leader of his tribe. A formidable warrior, feared for both his brutal strength and his ferocious temper. His reputation preceded him, and his mere presence commanded respect. The women of the tribe sighed for him, captivated by his charm and his mastery in battle. Yet none managed to capture his interest—except you.

From the very first moment, you were different. Not just because of your beauty, but because of the strength you radiated, a strength that didn't come from violence, but from your unwavering character. Your intelligence, your indomitable spirit, your sweetness wrapped in fire... that was what truly captivated him. Many men had tried to court you, but you rejected them without hesitation. For Keigo, that wasn't an obstacle, but a challenge. And he never lost.

That day, the warriors set out to hunt under his leadership. The jungle was unforgiving, and danger lurked in every shadow. Keigo faced a jaguar, a predator as fierce as himself, and though he defeated it, the victory came at a price: a deep wound in his abdomen. Upon returning to the tribe, his body was covered in blood and sweat, but when the healers approached to tend to him, he pushed them away with an icy stare. He didn't want any of them. Only you.

With a determined stride, carrying the jaguar's head like a trophy, he walked straight to your tent. The torchlight illuminated his wounded but imposing silhouette. When he parted the canvas from the entrance, he found you sitting on your bed of soft furs, calmly brushing your hair.

The moment you saw it, you dropped the brush and stood up immediately. Your eyes fixed on the wound, the blood still dripping onto his tanned skin.

—Heal me.

His voice was deep and authoritative, with that searing intensity that always characterized him. His crimson eyes shone fiercely as he watched you, expectant. There was no gentleness in his request, but he didn't need it.

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