Beyond Words: A Polyamorous Love Story in the Workplace

Part 3

As time passed, you focused on your work and building a new life for yourself. You made new friends in the office, including a charming and talented young man named Kento Nanami.

Kento was kind, smart, and always willing to lend a listening ear. You found yourself drawn to him, and before long, the two of you became close. You felt like you could trust him with anything, and he always knew just what to say to make you feel better.

One day, Kento pulled you aside after work. "I know what Gojo did to you was awful," he said, his voice serious. "But I just want you to know that you don't have to go through this alone. I'm here for you."

You felt a warmth in your chest as you looked at him. "Thank you, Kento," you said, your voice soft. "I really appreciate that."

Kento smiled at you, and for a moment, everything felt okay. But as the days went on, you found yourself struggling to keep your feelings for Kento under control. You knew that it was too soon to be thinking about a new relationship, but you couldn't help the way your heart fluttered every time you were around him.

One day, Kento asked you out to lunch. You agreed, and the two of you spent the afternoon laughing and chatting. You felt yourself falling for him even more, and you couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same.

As the sun began to set, Kento walked you back to the office. You stood in front of the building, feeling nervous and unsure of what to say. Kento leaned in closer to you, and before you knew it, he was kissing you.

The kiss was gentle and sweet, and you felt your heart racing as Kento pulled away. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time," he said, his voice soft.

You looked at him, feeling a mix of excitement and guilt. "Kento, I don't know if I'm ready for this," you said, your voice shaking. "I'm still trying to heal from what happened with Gojo."

Kento nodded understandingly. "I know," he said, his hand reaching up to brush a strand of hair from your face. "I'll be patient. Just know that I'm here for you, no matter what."

As Kento walked away, you couldn't help but feel a sense of hope. Maybe there was a chance for love again, even after everything that had happened. As your relationship with Kento continued to grow, you noticed that Gojo had become increasingly distant and cold towards you. He would barely acknowledge you in meetings and seemed to avoid you whenever possible.

You tried not to let it bother you, but deep down, you knew it hurt. You had never wanted to hurt Gojo, but you also couldn't deny your feelings for Kento.

One day, you and Kento were sitting in a coffee shop when Gojo walked in. You tensed up, unsure of how to react. Gojo glanced at the two of you before walking over to the counter to order his coffee.

As you watched him, you couldn't help but notice the way he looked at you and Kento. It was almost as if he was jealous.

Feeling emboldened, you turned to Kento and kissed him right there in the coffee shop. You didn't care who saw you or what anyone thought. All you knew was that you wanted to be with Kento.

As you pulled away, you looked up and saw Gojo staring at you with an unreadable expression on his face. You felt a pang of guilt, but also a sense of satisfaction. You had moved on, and it was time for Gojo to do the same.

Over the next few weeks, you noticed that Gojo had become more distant than ever before. He would barely speak to you in meetings, and you could feel the tension between the two of you whenever you were in the same room.

But despite the awkwardness, you knew you had made the right choice. Kento was kind, loving, and everything you had ever wanted in a partner. And even though it hurt to see Gojo so distant, you knew that you couldn't go back to the way things were before.

In the end, it was Kento who helped you heal from the pain that Gojo had caused you. He was patient, kind, and always there for you when you needed him. And even though the road ahead wasn't always easy, you knew that you were in good hands. As your relationship with Kento grew more intense, you couldn't help but feel a sense of danger lingering in the background. There was something about him that made you feel alive, but also on edge.

One evening, you and Kento stayed late at the office to finish up some work. As you worked, you couldn't help but feel a palpable tension between the two of you. It was as if the air crackled with electricity every time your eyes met.

Finally, Kento broke the silence. "You know, I've been thinking about you a lot lately," he said, his voice low and seductive.

You looked up at him, feeling a rush of heat between your legs. "What do you mean?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Kento stepped closer to you, his eyes locked on yours. "I mean, I can't stop thinking about the way you taste when I kiss you," he said, his hand reaching up to cup your cheek.

Your breath caught in your throat as Kento leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a teasing kiss. You felt a wave of lust wash over you, and before you knew it, you were pulling him towards you, kissing him with everything you had.

As the kiss deepened, you felt Kento's hands roaming over your body, caressing your curves and making you moan with pleasure. You knew it was dangerous to be doing this in the office, but you couldn't help yourself.

Just as things were heating up, the door to the office burst open, and Maki walked in. You and Kento sprang apart, looking guilty and flushed.

"What's going on here?" Maki demanded, her eyes narrowed.

You felt a sense of shame wash over you as you tried to stammer out an explanation. But it was too late. The damage had been done, and the tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife.

Over the next few days, you tried to keep your head down and avoid any further trouble. But deep down, you knew that things would never be the same again. You had betrayed your own values, and the guilt was eating away at you.

Despite the turmoil, you couldn't help but feel a deep desire for Kento. Even though the two of you had been caught, you still felt a magnetic pull towards him that you couldn't ignore. But with everything that had happened, you knew that you had to be careful. The line between love and danger had become blurred, and you weren't sure where you stood anymore.