Chapter : 10 : Bound by Love!

The morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the dining table where Kazuya and Minami sat side by side. The warmth of the sunlight mirrored the warmth between them—a love that had always existed but had only now been fully realized.

Kazuya picked up a small piece of food with his chopsticks and held it up to Minami's lips. "Here, say ahh," he said with a teasing smile.

Minami pouted slightly but leaned in, taking the bite. She chewed happily, savoring both the food and the way Kazuya doted on her.

"You're so cute," Kazuya said, his voice dripping with affection as he watched her.

Minami swallowed her bite and turned toward him with a soft smile. "And you're handsome."

Kazuya smirked at her words, leaning in closer. "Oh? Say that again."

Minami blushed, looking away. "No."

But before she could escape, Kazuya closed the distance, capturing her lips in a gentle, lingering kiss. Minami responded instantly, her hands tightening around his as she melted into him.

When they pulled away, Minami exhaled softly. "Onii-Chan, I'm so happy," she whispered, resting her forehead against his.

"Me too, Minami," Kazuya murmured back, his fingers brushing against her cheek.

She giggled suddenly, tilting her head. "Umm… Did you just steal food from my mouth?"

Kazuya chuckled, looking entirely too pleased with himself. "Well… it just happened, I guess. Didn't mean to."

"Liar," Minami muttered, narrowing her eyes at him.

Kazuya leaned in again, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Yet you love me."

Minami huffed, her cheeks turning redder. "Unfortunately, I do."

Kazuya smirked at her flustered state, absolutely adoring the way she looked when embarrassed. He fed her the last bite, and once they were done, Minami rested her head on his shoulder, intertwining their hands together.

"Onii-Chan…" she whispered.

"Hmm?"

"Never leave me behind," Minami murmured, her voice filled with vulnerability.

Kazuya squeezed her hand tighter. "I promise. Even if it kills me."

They stayed like that for a while, basking in the silence, knowing no words were needed.

Then, Kazuya sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Minami… I need to confess something."

Minami looked up at him curiously. "What is it?"

He cleared his throat. "Last night… I couldn't stop myself and kissed you while you were sleeping. Not once, but twice."

Minami's eyes widened in shock before her entire face turned crimson. "You… you pervert!"

Kazuya chuckled. "I guess I am."

Minami puffed her cheeks, looking away. But then she sighed and mumbled under her breath, "But I guess… it's fine. Since I love you."

Kazuya's heart skipped a beat. He turned her face toward him and kissed her forehead tenderly. "Thank you," he whispered.

Minami smiled softly. "I love you, Onii-Chan."

"I love you too," Kazuya replied, sealing his words with another gentle kiss.

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A while later, Kazuya stood by the front door, dressed and ready to leave for work. Minami stood in front of him like a loving wife, her arms crossed as she pouted.

"I'll miss you, so come back fast," she warned, her tone both serious and adorable.

Kazuya smirked. "I will."

But just as he turned to leave, something inside him refused to let go. He spun back around, closing the distance between them in an instant.

Before Minami could react, Kazuya's arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her off the ground. With swift movements, he pressed her back against the wall, his lips crashing onto hers in a wild, desperate kiss.

Minami gasped but quickly melted into him, her arms wrapping around his neck. Their lips moved together in a frenzied rhythm, neither of them willing to let go.

Kazuya's grip tightened, his fingers trailing down her body, his hands firmly squeezing her soft curves.

Minami moaned into the kiss, pressing herself even closer to him. Every time they pulled back for air, their lips met again—hungry, passionate, insatiable.

Ten minutes passed before they finally broke apart, breathless and dazed.

Minami's lips were swollen, her cheeks flushed as she gazed at Kazuya with half-lidded eyes.

"I… I have nothing to say," she murmured, touching her lips.

Kazuya smirked, brushing his thumb over her bottom lip. "Then don't say anything. Just wait for me."

Minami nodded, still breathless. "I'll see you later, then…"

With one last smirk, Kazuya turned and walked out the door. Minami stood there for a long moment, her heart still racing.

She touched her lips again, a dreamy smile forming.

"...He really is the worst," she murmured.

But deep inside, she knew—he was the only one she had ever wanted.

And now, she was his.

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Kazuya walked through the streets, his hands in his pockets, his expression blank. The air was crisp, the late evening settling over the city with a quiet hum of distant traffic and flickering streetlights.

His phone buzzed in his hand, and he answered without stopping.

"Did you get their details?" His voice was cold, precise.

A sultry, playful voice responded from the other side. "Yeah! Don't worry. Did I ever disappoint you?"

"Maybe," Kazuya replied flatly.

"Master!" The girl on the other end protested.

"Shut up and tell me where you are," Kazuya demanded, his tone cutting through any warmth.

"You're so cold," she whined, though there was amusement in her voice. "I'm in the alley on the avenue."

He hung up without another word.

On the other side, Yumi stared at her phone, pouting. "Hello, hello, hello! This man!" she murmured in annoyance, stomping her heel against the pavement.

Kazuya arrived within ten seconds. His footsteps were silent as he turned into the darkened alley.

The moment she saw him, Yumi's face lit up. "Master!" she called out, her tone playful and inviting.

Kazuya didn't even glance at her. Instead, he casually lifted his hand and showed her his middle finger.

Yumi blinked, then her eyes widened comically before a smirk curved her full, red lips. "I won't lie. That was kinda cool," she muttered under her breath, crossing her arms under her generous chest, making her already prominent cleavage even more noticeable.

Kazuya didn't react. His gaze remained sharp, his presence ice-cold. "Yumi. I don't have time. Tell me everything you found out about them."

Yumi pouted but shifted, placing one hand on her hip. The movement accentuated her curves, drawing attention to the impossibly perfect shape of her body.

Her golden hair cascaded down her back in smooth, voluminous waves, catching the soft glow of the sunlight filtering through the slightly open door. A few loose strands framed her face, their golden hues contrasting against the flush of her fair cheeks. Her deep amber eyes glistened, lined with a teasing warmth, as if she were silently daring the one before her to step closer. A subtle smile played on her lips, full and tinged with a hint of pink, glossed to perfection.

Her off-shoulder black pullover clung to her curves, the ribbed fabric stretched taut over her ample chest. The wide neckline dipped precariously, revealing the thin straps of her lace undergarments, a barely-there tease against her creamy, unblemished skin.

Her figure was nothing short of mesmerizing—her narrow waist curved into a pair of wide, full hips, the contrast exaggerated by the dangerously short pleated skirt hugging her form. The hem barely reached mid-thigh, revealing smooth, supple skin that led down to black lace garter straps fastened to her thigh-high stockings. The sheer fabric clung to her legs like a second skin, highlighting their toned elegance.

She was the epitome of allure, an untouchable vision of beauty and seduction. Yet, even with all her charm, the man before her remained indifferent—an irony she found both infuriating and irresistible.

She tilted her head, her golden locks falling over her shoulder. "Aren't you forgetting our deal?"

Kazuya sighed, annoyed. He took a step forward. Then another. Before Yumi could react, her back was against the cold brick wall, and Kazuya was towering over her.

His scent, a mix of crisp cologne and something inherently male, filled her senses, making her shiver.

His hand pressed against the wall beside her head. His other hand grabbed her chin roughly, tilting her face up.

And then, without warning, he kissed her.

Not gently. Not sweetly.

It was rough, demanding, merciless.

His lips crashed onto hers with a force that made her gasp. That was all the opening he needed. His tongue invaded her mouth, dominating hers in a way that sent a shockwave through her body.

Yumi moaned into the kiss, her hands instinctively reaching for his jacket, gripping it tightly. Her back arched, pressing her body against his, and Kazuya didn't stop her.

Instead, his hand trailed down, gripping her waist with a bruising force. His fingers dug into the flesh of her hips before sliding down to her exposed thigh, his palm gliding against the soft skin as he pulled her closer.

His teeth grazed her lower lip, biting down harshly before sucking on it. Yumi trembled, her knees growing weak, but she held onto him like he was the only thing keeping her standing.

Her body burned under his touch. Her heart pounded violently, desperate for more, but she knew—she knew—this wasn't love.

To him, this was nothing.

And that fact alone broke her.

But she accepted it. Because if this was all she could have of him, she would take it.

Kazuya deepened the kiss further, his grip on her tightening. His hand slid up, cupping the curve of her breast through her pullover, squeezing roughly.

Yumi let out a sharp moan against his lips, pressing herself even closer, drowning in the intensity.

But then, just as suddenly as it started, Kazuya pulled away.

Yumi was left breathless, panting, her lips swollen and wet from the brutal kiss.

She reached up, touching her lips, her fingers trembling slightly.

"You… didn't enjoy that kiss, did you?" she asked, though she already knew the answer.

Kazuya's face was unreadable. His tone was ice. "No."

It was a simple, cutting response. One that sent a sharp pain through her chest.

Yumi forced a smirk, trying to mask the ache. "Liar," she whispered, half teasing, half broken.

Kazuya ignored her, adjusting his jacket like nothing had happened.

But Yumi wasn't done. Her voice softened, her usual playfulness fading into something more vulnerable. "Something's different today," she murmured. "You look… happier than usual."

Kazuya didn't react at first. Then, finally, he spoke. His voice was as cold as ever, but there was a rare undercurrent of warmth.

"Minami confessed to me."

Yumi's breath caught.

Kazuya continued, his tone unwavering. "She knew we weren't blood-related. And we're getting closer."

Silence.

Yumi didn't let her expression falter. She just nodded, though her heart felt like it was shattering into pieces.

"Good for you," she murmured, forcing a smile.

Kazuya didn't say anything else.

Yumi standing in the alley, the taste of his lips still lingering on hers.

She touched her lips again, her fingers trembling.

She had always known this love was one-sided.

But knowing it didn't make it hurt any less.

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END OF CHAPTER : 10 : BOUND BY LOVE!