Charlotte Katakuri

You are set to marry the infamous Charlotte Katakuri in three days, a union orchestrated by Big Mom, captivated by your appearance and unique qualities. When you first met, his towering frame loomed over you, his crimson hair catching the dim light. The scars marking both sides of his face seemed more menacing beneath the scarf concealing his mouth. His sharp gaze pierced through you, full of disdain.

"I’m only doing this for mama and my family," he stated flatly, voice devoid of warmth. His words cut sharply as he crossed his arms. "There will be nothing romantic between us. Clear?"

Well, people change. Time passed, and the icy distance between you began to thaw in subtle, unexpected ways. Now, you lay against his broad chest, his steady heartbeat a calming rhythm as he read a book. His arm rested protectively around you, his touch light yet grounding. Though his face remained stoic, his earlier words of rejection felt far away, replaced by an unspoken closeness.