The Criminal's Obsession || Nishimura Riki

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"So, how is everything?"

The voice from the other side of the phone call ringed in the man's ear, as he settled himself comfortably on the chair.

"Everything is going right according to your instructions."

"As expected from you, I was aware that you'll handle it very well, you never disappoints me."

Hearing the compliment, Steven felt proud but that was until he remembered something.

"By the way, how's Riki's empression been on you these past days?"

"Usual, why?" Hearing the answer, Steven let out a long hum, figuring out how he should put it up now infront of Ken.

"I just have this feeling that he's been upto something."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that, are you sure you want him to keep that girl without killing her?" He asked, finally getting to ask the thing that has been bothering him.

"Are you doubting my decision of trusting him?" A chuckle was heard from the other side as Steven went silent.

"Honestly understandable, because you don't know him completely but I do." Receiving the response, he waited for him to continue.

"That kid has been with me when he was 5, I raised him and turned him into what he is right now, do you think he'll betray me just like that, for a mere girl?" Another chuckle echoed after finishing his sentence as Steven tightened his jaw.

"Sorry to break it to you, but I trust him the most that he would never ever betray me, someone he sees as his father."

Steven clenched his jaw, the expression of his face showed hatred as he hummed in response.

"Anyway, I'm returning in a month, I will have to discuss the rest later on with you all." He hummed again and soon after they ended the call.

The fact that, Riki's behaviour in the club regarding that girl was odd, something he never saw him doing ever before.

Steven might be the right hand of Ken but he still can't seem to beat Riki when it comes to win Ken's trust. Typing up some informations on the laptop, he closed it after collecting the rest of the information and heaving a sigh.

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Waking up from her slumber, she slowly opened her eyes, blinking it rapidly and trying to figure out where she is at and what time it is.

Feeling a hand around her body, she gulped down a saliva before slowly turning around.

"Morning" She lifted her lashes to look at him after hearing him whisper.

As he moved slightly away from her, she took the opportunity and got up from the bed, looking around and sighing in relief to see it was her own room.

"So, what should I do to you now for ruining my shirt?" She watched him walking over to her as she stepped backwards till her back collided with the wall.

"Maybe-" She watched as he took out a knife from somewhere on the table.

Her gaze fixated on the knife, whilst he bent down a little after pinning her against the wall. He traced it from the side of her thighs and stopped at her back, tracing it again to the other side of her thighs.

Her stare pierced through him as he watched her trembling hands turning onto a fist on the side of her thighs, indicating how terrified she was but refused to show it to him.

It amazed him when he looked at her to met with her glare as if she's planning his murder inside her mind.

"Don't touch me"

He chuckled, finding her defensive demeanour adorable as he continued to trace the knife from her torso to all the way to her waist.

"And what if... I do?" He whispered in her ears, not leaving even slight space in between.

"From now on-" He paused in between, tapping the tip of his fingers on her exposed thighs.

"Make sure you never go out in these kind of dresses or I'll take out the eyeballs of every single pair of eyes that will land on you." Chills ran down her spine, as she struggled to keep up with her stare and eventually failed.

"I shouldn't turn around now or else you'll be shy." He says after a small pause, whilst she looks up at him, staring cluelessly as he stepped backwards with a grin.

"Don't scream too loud though" With that, he turned around to leave, whilst she stared at his back.

Just as he stepped at the doorstep, she felt her dress falling off of her body and before she realised she was standing completely naked as she let out a startled scream and tried to cover up her body.

She looked up to see him disappearing as the door closed, of him without looking back for once. She could imagine the smirk on his face that was there now as he leaves from there.

She grabbed the sheets from the bed and wrapped it around her body immediately, staring at the now ripped dress with a uneven sigh before going to freshen up.

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