All Chapters of A Writer's Contract: Twisted Inspiration: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

When Jun was invited to have dinner with the Satou family, he had expected it to be something like when he had to do some research on tea ceremonies. Or a banquet with individual trays of high-class food served by servants in expensive kimonos.Now as he sat in front of the table, he wanted to laugh at his own expectations. Not that there wasn’t clearly expensive food or well-dressed servant. There was plenty of that, but, it was as far from his imagination as possible.The dinner table was a huge European-style rectangle filled with family members of all kinds and ages. They were sitting there and talking amongst each other creating a rhythmic humm around the table. Jun had been introduced to most of the people around the table and he knew that they were all Iori’s aunt, uncles, or cousins.Some of them greeted Iori with tearful hugs while others were more teasing and joyful. But either way, their love, and respect for her were clear in everyone&rsq

The sound of bare footsteps as they ran through the damp slippery floor reached her ears through her heavy breathing and the pounding of her heart. She could hear those sounds echoing through the empty space like an illusion slipping through the darkness taunting her. Mocking her…She kept running none the less her breaths coming out as half-muffled sobs as desperation began to grow within her as her muscles grew more and more tired. Still, she ran as far and as hard as she could not looking back until she stepped into a small puddle and slipped into the ground her body slamming against the hard concrete floor.Before she could regain the breath that whooshed out of her she was slipped by hard hands and soon they were all over her, touching, caressing, and grating against her skin. Like cactuses rubbing against her skin, she felt the pain spread through her being at every intrusion and transgression.She wasn’t crying anymore, she wasn’t sobbi

Iori hurried away from Jun trying to subside the blush of her cheeks by fanning them. Taking a deep breath, she made her way inside the cemetery out of his sight before stopping…Jun had kissed her… Not just a kiss, he had taken her mouth into his in a possessive and almost devouring manner leaving both of them breathless and wanting more. She had stared at him for a while with glazed wondering why he stopped eyes before she realized where she was,He had effectively made her forget everything about her surroundings and think of only him. Normally Iori’s mind would be working over hours overthinking every aspect of today’s visit. Jun was a dangerous person….Iori continued walking down the familiar path. She had been coming here every year faithfully for five years…And this would be the last time…She stood in front of the great holding Shun’s family name… The grave was already cleaned an

Iori smoothed her dress for the tenth time as she watched herself in the mirror. The fabric flew over her knees not too short nor too long.She had painstakingly styled her into a loose chignon at the back of her neck letting some strands curl around her neck and the sides of her face. And even went through the trouble of putting some makeup on.Taking a deep breath she tried to calm down the nerves swirling in her stomach, why was she nervous in the first place?Sighing with exasperation, she headed out to find Jun standing in the living room looking down at his phone. He looked at her as soon as he heard the door open and his eyes widened at the sight of her.He stood there staring at her for a moment until she cleared her throat and he blinked,“You look… You look stunning.” Jun said in awe as he stepped toward her.“Thank you. You don’t look so bad yourself…” Iori responded and Jun gave her a s

“You know… Back in high school, I used to have a special spot…” Jun told her as she stared at him unable to move.“The corner of the library. No one ever goes there. I could nap all I wanted and there were as many books as I wished to be there, the library was a true treasure… For the first two years, it had been my sanctuary. Until one day in my third year, someone stumbled into my corner. It was a second-year transfer student, and the most beautiful girl I had ever set my eyes on.” Jun continued and Iori’s heart caught.He was definitely talking about her. He was the guy she got to know for a short time back then… Her first love…“We got talking about books and things like that and it turned out that we got along much better than I would have thought. We had almost the same interest in books, and we got along pretty well. She went on from being the intruder in my space to the presence I was