Johnny_Sensei

Our Secret, Our Sin

Haruto’s life was supposed to be simple—just another forgettable high school student with a quiet past. But when his father suddenly remarries, he finds himself living under the same roof as Himari, his new stepsister… the one girl he could never forget.

She was his first love. His first regret. And now, his biggest temptation.

Forced to suppress their growing feelings, Haruto and Himari struggle to keep their relationship normal. But when a single mistake puts them in the crosshairs of Ryosuke, Haruto’s so-called "friend," their fragile secret is threatened. Ryosuke holds a photo—a single moment captured in time that could destroy everything.

But Ryosuke doesn’t know who Haruto really is.

Because Haruto has a past. A past so dark that if anyone uncovered it, his entire world would crumble.

As love and danger intertwine, Haruto must fight against the sins of his past, the desires of his present, and the uncertain future that looms ahead.

How far will he go to protect the one person he can’t live without?

And when the truth is revealed… will love be enough to survive?


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Our Secret, Our Sin

Haruto sat in the backseat of the luxurious car, his golden eyes fixed on the city lights flashing past the tinted windows. Across from him, the Prime Minister sat in silence, an unreadable expression on his face.

The atmosphere inside the car was heavy—the kind of weight that only power, secrets, and bloodshed could create.

Haruto glanced at the screen before answering. "What?"

Ryosuke's voice was low, serious. "Hemari… She met with someone at midnight."

The air in the car turned even colder.

Haruto's fingers tightened around his phone. "Where?"

Ryosuke gave him the location. "I don't know how much he told her, but if she learns everything—"

Haruto cut him off. "I'll handle it."

Then, his voice dropped lower. "Prime Minister… we'll talk later about this. I'm not ready to meet my father yet."

The Prime Minister sighed. "Understood. But one day, you'll have to face him."

Haruto ignored that and turned to his new ally, the man who had sworn loyalty to him.

"You brought 100 skilled fighters, right?"

Haruto's lips curled into a smirk. "Good. Make them fight Satsuki and Takashi."

"They'll kill your men." Haruto's voice was calm, but absolute.

The Prime Minister sighed. "Haruto… those were valuable soldiers."

Haruto turned his golden gaze toward him. "This is your punishment for hiding secrets from me. Handle the matter. Hide the bodies."

The Prime Minister exhaled, rubbing his temples. "You're a demon."

And with that, he stepped out of the car and disappeared into the night.

By the time Haruto reached the meeting location, it was too late.

Hemari stood frozen, her body trembling, her phone clutched tightly in her hands.

The man stood before her, speaking in hushed tones.

He pulled a gun from his pocket—

The man's body jerked as the bullet tore through his skull.

The corpse collapsed to the ground, blood pooling beneath it.

She looked at Haruto, her eyes wide in shock.

Before she could say another word—

She should have resisted. She should have pushed him away.

Something about his touch, the way his lips moved against hers, the overwhelming dominance in his kiss—

It was as if her entire body surrendered to him.

Her fear, her doubts, her resistance… all melted away.

Not just with his kiss—but with his presence, his voice, his very existence.

When he pulled away, Hemari was different.

Haruto gently lifted her chin, smirking. "Now… you understand."

He leaned in, whispering against her lips.

"You're mine, Hemari. No one else."

A new obsession was born in her heart.

The Aftermath – A City Bathed in Blood

Satsuki cracked her knuckles, stepping over the broken bodies of twenty men.

Takashi wiped the blood off his glasses, his sharp eyes gleaming. "I expected more."

All around them—corpses littered the ground.

The 100 skilled fighters Haruto ordered to be executed… were reduced to nothing.

The Prime Minister watched the carnage, his expression grim.

"Clean up the bodies. Make sure no one finds out about this."

A deep voice responded on the other end. "Understood, sir."

The Prime Minister sighed, glancing at the blood-soaked battlefield. "Haruto… just what the hell are you?"

**End of Chapter 22 – The Devil's Kiss

Chapter 22 – The Devil’s Kiss