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

The grand hall was illuminated with golden chandeliers, their glow reflecting off the polished marble floor. The air was thick with the scent of wealth—exotic wines, rare cigars, and the presence of the most powerful individuals in Japan. The prime minister, corporate titans, and underworld figures all mingled, laughing, drinking, and celebrating.

At the far end of the hall, elevated above all others, sat Haruto.

A throne. Not just a chair, but a declaration of dominance. He was dressed in a tailored black suit, his presence magnetic, his aura suffocating. To his right, Satsuki leaned against the armrest, a glass of wine in her hand, a devilish smirk on her lips. To his left, Takashi sat with his arms crossed, his eyes scanning the crowd like a predator.

His family stood at the entrance, frozen in shock.

Haruto's father gritted his teeth. "What… what is this?" His voice was steady, but his hands clenched into fists.

The prime minister chuckled and took a sip of his drink. "It seems your son has been playing a much bigger game than you ever realized."

Hemari's mother grabbed Hemari's hand, whispering, "What is going on?"

Hemari didn't respond. Her heart pounded. She knew Haruto was dangerous, powerful, and manipulative—but this? This was beyond her imagination.

The top 10 richest men in Japan and even some of the world's top 50 businessmen raised their glasses toward Haruto.

One of them smirked. "Haruto, my boy, you should have told us your family was this… normal."

The prime minister stepped forward. "Your son… no, our boss has accomplished more than any of us. He isn't just an ordinary high school student. He controls wealth, power, and people. And tonight, we celebrate his rule."

A thunderous applause echoed through the hall.

But Haruto's father wasn't impressed. His sharp eyes locked onto Haruto. "Since when did my son become this?"

Haruto stood up from his throne, adjusting his cuffs. His presence was overwhelming.

"Father…" he said, his voice smooth yet terrifying. "You always told me to become strong. To never be weak." His lips curled into a smirk. "I simply followed your advice."

His father took a step forward. "Is this what you call strength? Manipulating people? Living in shadows?"

Haruto chuckled. "Oh, father… you have no idea what real strength is."

He gestured toward Satsuki and Takashi.

"Satsuki, my beautiful queen… tell them what I've done."

Satsuki swirled her wine glass and grinned. "Haruto doesn't just control money. He controls everything. Politicians, CEOs, criminals… even the police owe him favors."

Haruto turned to Takashi. "Takashi, tell them what happens to those who betray me."

Takashi cracked his knuckles. "They disappear. Forever."

A dead silence fell over the room.

Haruto walked toward his father, stopping just inches away. His golden eyes locked onto his father's own.

"You raised me, father. But I became something even you can't control."

The prime minister laughed. "Well said! That's why we follow you, Haruto."

Armed men in black suits rushed in. The crowd gasped. Who dared interrupt Haruto's night?

A familiar voice echoed through the hall.

From the shadows, a young man stepped forward.

The same eyes. The same aura. The same blood.

Satsuki and Takashi's expressions darkened.

The prime minister narrowed his eyes.

"So, you finally came out of hiding."

Chapter 27 – The Throne of Power and the Shadows Beneath