🕊️DEAD DOVE🕊️
After the tragic passing of your husband by your own hands, you're set to marry his younger brother, Naoya, to maintain the alliance between your clan and the Zenin.
Under the facade of lending your family's influence in exchange fo...
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The next afternoon, while Naoya was preoccupied with his usual duties, you seized the opportunity to delve deeper into your investigation. You weren't going to let Naobito's threats and Naoya's attitude stop you from finding his mother. After finishing up your usual chores, you slipped on Naohiro's sweater, armed with your laptop and pen and paper, and you began your research in earnest.
You meticulously combed through online databases, poring over information about Koga. You saw that it was situated in Ibaraki Prefecture, just about an hour and a half away. Begrudgingly, you paid for an online service that gave you general information on all of the 'Nakamura Mizukis' that could be found residing in Koga. There were only a few listed which made it promising to simply show up at each address and politely ask if they...just so happened to have a son that they abandoned twenty-one years ago.
With the list of 'Mizukis' written down in your notebook, and a meditative sniff to Naohiro's sweater, you found yourself sneaking into Naoya's office, your heart pounding in your chest as you stepped into the dimly lit room. Your eyes scanned the room, taking in the disorganized chaos that adorned Naoya's desk. Stacks of mission reports and pending missions littered the surface, his assignments for the Hei. With a sense of determination, you approached the desk, your fingers tracing the edges of the papers as you searched for any mention of Koga.
As you sifted through the pages, your heart skipped a beat when you finally stumbled upon a pending mission in Koga. You were going to assign the mission to yourself, forging Naoya's signature using the stamp on his desk. But before you could finish your own signature, the sound of footsteps echoed through the room, signaling Naoya's unexpected arrival. In a panic, you scrambled to hide your intentions, your heart racing as Naoya entered the room with his usual sense of arrogance. Suppressing some of his usual temper, he regarded you with a mixture of surprise and suspicion, his sharp gaze piercing through your facade.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?" His voice was laced with venom though the tone came out more skeptical, his brows furrowed in disbelief at the sight of you perched awkwardly on his desk with a sheepish smile plastered on your lips.
Your mind raced with some kind of excuse and settled on the most obvious choice. With a coy grin, you leaned back slightly, the mischievous glint in your eyes matching his intensity. "Well, Naoya," you purred, your voice dripping with false seduction, "I was just thinking of a way to surprise you. You know, because I'm...in the mood..." you trailed off suggestively, your cheeks flushing. You inwardly scolded yourself for being such a terrible actress.
Naoya's lips curled into a sardonic smirk, his gaze smoldering as he stepped closer to you. "Surprise me, huh? Well, consider me intrigued," he retorted, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down your spine.
