“Don’t wear that skirt again,” He says abruptly, bringing you back to reality. He’s sat at the edge of his bed, only in his boxer briefs. The person behind him, inside his apartment, in his bed, is his father’s assistant. This something the next head of the company just wouldn’t do.

With Enji at a conference for the week, Touya stepped up in his absence to run operations. Maybe, between you and Touya, this was unavoidable.

“If you’re seen with him like that, it won’t go down well with our clients, or the press.” He continued, blaming what had just happened on your clothing. He tried to convince himself his words were rational, nothing to do with his little crush and the feelings that have been pent up between you two for some time. He looks over his shoulder at your form under his sheets. Outside, the sun is starting to set, and he wonders how he so quickly lost all sense of self control to end up in this situation.