Hiro burst into my salon hurriedly dropping off his jacket along the way. He came straight to me. I thought that I should greet him somehow, but he interrupted me with passionate kisses. He grabbed the back of my head pulling me close and not letting me run away from his grasp. One moment he stopped and threw me against the nearest wall, I was so overwhelmed I couldn't say a single word. He also stood silent, just gazed at me so intensively that I had trouble breathing. He abruptly took off his shirt, came close and started kissing me again. His hands moved across my body caressing my breasts, waist, and thighs…
There was something terrifying in his gaze, he looked like a devil who was trying to devour me. He acted feverishly, without any gentleness, but I shamelessly submitted to whatever he wanted to do with me giving back his caressing and kisses.
He forcefully torn the top of my dress along the neckline revealing my naked chest and began fondling and squeezi
I woke up and there was no Hiro by my side. I panicked, my mind became instantly filled with thoughts that something happened and he had to leave again… Then I heard some noises coming from the kitchen. I got up, wrapped myself in sheets, and right after that I went to check out what was happening.I walked towards the kitchen and smiled, relieved. Hiro was standing by the stove, cooking. He was wearing jeans, and casual shirt… and looked sexy as ever. He noticed me as soon as I stepped a foot outside the bedroom and turned around smirking.“What a lovely gown you are wearing,” he commented on my hurriedly made bedsheet design dress that made me look more like a burrito.“I only wanted to know… if you are still here…” I muttered slightly embarrassed.“I promise not to leave your side, at least for a longer while,” he smiled alluringly.My heart instantly started to jump like crazy, I g
After Hiro left, I felt like my rational part of mind took absolute control over my body. I guess there was something like a “protect the heart” button inside of me, and the system work, it worked too well. I became absolutely indifferent.I texted Jay to make an appointment for the next training, since I already missed the one that was supposed to be at 6 AM, he proposed for our practice to be in the late afternoon, I agreed. I wanted to focus on something, anything other than thinking.Nevertheless, it was only noon, and there were tons of thoughts colliding inside my mind. Most of them were annoying, they were all giving me arguments showing how pathetic I was. But the most irritating thing was, that I wasn't able to shut them up.“Ana, do you know what it means if someone is fine with risking your life just so he could prove to himself that it was ok to share information with you? It means that he doesn't give a shit about you! It means tha
I couldn't sleep the whole night. My mind was building a shield around me to protect me against the enemies I might meet inside Hiro's company. Nonetheless, I found that moment a turning point in everything that involved Hiro and my current situation. I got up, washed, and wore a light peach, slightly flared shirtdress.He knocked on my door at half past seven AM, then we went down together to his car. He behaved strangely normal, which was absolutely odd for him, complementing my dress, or asking me if I slept well. I tried replying naturally, but somehow I became stiff every time he got closer to me. He was acting like a gentleman, opening every door, and letting me go first. He smiled all the way like it was the most natural way he behaved on the daily basis. For me, replying to his smile was one of the hardest things I had ever done.He opened the front door of his black Porsche and helped me get in, then he sat behind the wheel, and we drove away. He kept glancing
Hiro gazed at Aya and me trying to greet each covering our mutual hostility. I kept wondering if he knew that I wasn't Aya's favorite to begin with, and now I could feel her expression, each time she glanced at me, was getting colder with every second I stood by Hiro. Was it jealousy? Could it be, that she wanted him all for herself and now, some “bimbo” showed up trying to steal someone who was precious to her? Or maybe she simply didn't want him disturbed and unable to focus on their mutual goal? Whatever her reason was, she found me a nuisance.“I want Ana to have unlimited access to TK,” Hiro dropped the bomb.Aya looked at him, stunned. She stood silently for a while, trying to comprehend Hiro's words.“You must be joking, right?” she replied suddenly, irritated.“I mean it,” Hiro stated firmly.She looked at him, like she was hoping to read the truth from his eyes, then took a deep breath and gl
“Could… could you repeat what have you said just now?” I hoped to hear some clarification, or correction of Hiro's previous words.“You once asked me, if there was anything you can do for me… Well, I found you an opportunity,” he smirked.I still had no idea what was Hiro thinking, but I already saw millions of flashing warning signs saying, “Danger ahead!” and I truly felt I should pay attention to those this time. I couldn't tell what did he want me to do exactly, but there was one thing that my writer's brain already assumed…“Are you going to use me as a bait?!” I prayed that he would deny it.“Oh, don't like it when you say it so harshly… but yes,” he smiled wickedly.I felt I had to sit down before I collapse I walked few steps forward and already felt that my knees were weak, I fell on a sofa. Hiro sat right beside me and stroked my head.“I
The next day I woke up restless, but somehow, I naively felt needed, and that became my main motivation to face my doubts and fears. I went down, the car was already there waiting for me. It was the first time I went to TK alone… Well, the driver took me there, but he didn't count.My hands and knees were shaking, my hearted pounded like I was about to have a heart attack, and I was unable to take a deeper breath. Hiro gave me a precise instruction how to enter the company on my own, but I still hoped there would be someone familiar to help me get there. I looked around with pleading eyes. There were few people inside the reception, and few going to the elevators, but none of them seemed to be going down… below floor level 0.Hiro told me to take the first elevator on the left, and that I would better wait, so that I would go there alone. I passed that elevator two times pretending that I was waiting for someone. That felt pathetic.“Of cours
When I went back from TK I made myself a huge mug of strong coffee and started to memorize as many people and their data as possible. Obviously, I knew this wouldn't be ease. I had to come up with a system that would help me remember. After some thinking I figured that I should use one thing that I was certain of, and that was writer's creativity. I decided to stick to associations, so I could match some facts about those people… in the stupider way the better.“Ginger-hair Elliot Walton, purchasing department… He reminds me of a squirrel gathering nuts… I would call him Mr. Squirrel. Then we have… Harvey Brown, Nolan Fortin's deputy, sniper… He looks unpleasant… sneaky… a sneaky-sniper… I will call him Mr. Sneaky-Lizard!” I used my imagination to the fullest.Soon I created my very own imaginary zoo… I had pointy, short haired engineer - Ms. Hedgehog, 6.6 feet tall Mr. Giraffe from IT, and a bi
I had never thought that Melisa's lesson would include… shopping. It was tiring, but it was fun. I felt kind of awkward about using the company's money to buy me clothes, but Melisa explained that she would use it as the expenses from her department's budget… whatever it meant. I still felt like I was spending my boyfriend's money, but the anger inside me made state that even if he was against it, he deserved it as a punishment for not letting me know he was leaving!The clothes Melisa chose for me were… surprisingly innocent. They were extremely classy, expensive but innocent. I felt comfortable in that girly style, without deep necklines, nor short miniskirts, yet it didn't exactly matched my idea of a villainess, or was my imagination too shallow?Our next stop turned out to be more exhausting… We went to Melisa's ballet studio, so I could practice my posture and walk. It was dreadful! It was much worse than my first training with Jay! I
I dreamt about attending someone's funeral. There were a lot of people without faces, they were all wearing black, mourning clothes, silently waiting for the burial. I passed them by and walked to the coffin. I was terrified, but something was pushing me forward, an unknown force told me to open the coffin lid. I gazed inside and burst into tears. I saw Hiro lying inside it. My chest was torn by agonizing pain, I couldn't breathe. My mind kept telling me it wasn't true, so I clenched my teeth and looked inside the coffin once more and I saw… myself. There was my body, lying, without the last ounce of life left. It was an empty shell. I flinched, but strangely the view didn't surprise me too much. Perhaps, I was aware that after you get shot, you die… I used to think that stories where one lover sacrifices himself for the sake of another are nothing more than a romantic fantasy. After some thinking, I always laughed at myself for writing such cliché ending in
Tsuchida Kosuke never made it to Police station. He used his connections to run away from police van, he must have planned it, just in case, before the meeting. He was now being chased across Japan, and the arrest warrant was sent all over the world. However, since he went into hiding, not even people from TK were able to find him… so far.There were no traces of Kaisei either. People from TK found out that he sold his all of the companies he owned a week before the board of directors meeting. It looked like he was preparing to leave. Perhaps, both Kosuke and him arranged that disappearance beforehand. That only made me more worried.It had been 3 months since Kosuke disappeared. I was restless. I could feel safe only when I was with Hiro, when I could hold his hand, or sleep in his arms. Whenever he wasn't around I constantly looked over my shoulder, even though Hiro set few of his best bodyguards to protect me.Hiro constantly traveled around to keep th
The election supposed to be made by a secret ballot. Every member of the board was given a specially prepared card to write the name of the candidate they vote for. Then the cards were collected and passed to Okada, so that he could read them loud. He stepped on the platform with his hands shaking, I bet it was a long time since he was that uncertain of his own position. He unfolded the first vote…“A vote for the current Chairman, Tsuchida Kosuke… Second vote for… Mr. Chairman… the third vote for, Mr. Tsuchida Kosuke as well…” he announced slightly relieved.I glanced at Hiro, he clenched his fist, but his facial expression remained unchanged. On the other hand, I was already breathing heavily and kept digging my nails into poor Melisa's hand. I guess, I was panicking for the both of us.“The forth vote is for… Tsuchida Hiro…” Okada squeezed out reluctantly, then unfolded another vote, &ld
Melisa led me to some conference room with a big screen and a remote control lying on the table. We were alone there, it looked like we were the only bystanders who were about to observe the board of directors meeting...I thought that Kaisei would be here as well, but he wasn't. It was relieving, I still wasn't certain how to react at his presence knowing he was the murderer's loyal dog.Melisa turned the screen on and soon we were able to see all nine people sitting at the conference table along with Okada, acting as a meeting clerk, standing beside the current Chairman. Hiro was sitting on the right side from Kosuke, he looked composed, but I could bet he was boiling inside being this close to his nemesis…“Are you nervous?” Melisa asked me suddenly.“Yes… a lot… but I have faith in Hiro,” I smiled.Okada walked on the platform and started the meeting, greeting everyone.“Let me present t
We had no time for our honeymoon, nor genuinely acting like newlyweds supposed to, but it was all right. I decided to help Hiro in any way I could for his plans to work out at last. His uncle had hard time acknowledging him in public, but he had no other choice since Hiro made sure that fact was widely spread by the media.Hiro and Melisa created a story where a young Tsuchida heir visited his father's friend when the rest of his family died in a tragic accident. The boy then suffered from a trauma for a long time and only now he decided to reveal his real identity… The press bought it. None of those articles mentioned Tsuchida Kosuke's involvement. There were no evidence that he had something to do with his brother family's death. Hiro realized long ago that the main culprit would never stand trial for this murder. His plan was to take everything his uncle took from him, and bring him to jail for something else…Tsuchida Ichiro, Hiro's father originally
Hiro smiled warmly and grabbed my hand.“Let's get married, Ana… now,” he gazed deeply into my eyes.My mind went blank for few seconds, after that my heart started to pound feverishly, a wave of heat filled my body along with some tingling sensation.“You don't want to?” he asked, hesitantly.I glanced at him in silence, and smiled. Then looked at his hand, gently holding and caressing mine, and understood that this sensation I felt in my entire body was pure happiness…“Do… do you… have a pen?” I muttered with my eyes filled with tears.“Are you crying?” he asked, confused.“Yes,” I laughed shedding tears at the same time, “Give me a pen… I will sign it.”Suddenly, he got up and jumped on my side through the table to hug me.“I'm sorry… The ring, the ceremony… I will give it all to you later, w
I stared at Hiro completely confused.“How can we go on date just like that…? Aren't you… hiding?” I asked.“The documents proving my identity officially came today. That's what this phone call was about… I can tell Wang Hiro goodbye,” he smirked.“That is great news… but what about your uncle? You are a big threat to him…” I tried understanding the whole situation.“I am, but he cannot do much about it now. He must have found out already that he won't find the thing he wanted in the vault, and that means he must have figured out that I have all the evidence against him,” Hiro snickered.“What are those evidence? What could they prove?”“There were video footage of my uncle bribing a government official, and a list of sums of money with names. There were all the people bribed by Okada and my uncle over the years. All the evidence were collect
I couldn't sleep. Hiro held me tight in his arms making me put my head on his chest. Unlike me, he was sleeping peacefully. I kept listening to the sound of Hiro's heart, it beat slowly and strong. It helped me calm down, but I was still far from away from falling asleep. I had this strange feeling that if I closed my eyes now, he would disappear…His sleeping face seemed amazingly kind and innocent. I suddenly thought how different he might have been if it weren't for his uncle and the death of his entire family. Perhaps, he would fall in love with some beautiful female college student, or a daughter of some other CEO, and he would have a happy life… and we would have never met. But could we truly be together… after all that had happened between us? If he meant what he said before, it would be possible… but I didn't want to go back to how the things were. I wanted something more. I wanted a declaration.I tried closing my eyes, but somehow
Hiro took me to his apartment in Tokyo's residential district. My mind was blank the entire time we were driving there. He probably asked me how I feel once, I couldn't remember if I replied or not. When we entered, he showed me a bedroom and informed me that I should sleep there, and he would sleep on the sofa in the salon. After that he went to the bathroom to take a shower leaving me alone…I looked around. It felt like déjà vu. I couldn't stand him treating me like this coldly, indifferently. I wanted to run away from this place, from Hiro, from everything. It was unfair… I literally gave up on my life, I risked everything because I was unable to betray him, but ironically none of my words were believable enough for him. I couldn't explain my behavior even in front of myself, it was irrational. I guessed, I didn't kill all the love for him inside me yet, but seeing how I was unworthy of his trust could help finally end this process.I sa