Chapter 20

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The city lights had all faded when Satoru slowed down his vehicle. They had driven out of town, into a rural neighborhood filled with big houses with even bigger yards and pools around them. Kenjiro looked around in slight awe, the lights around here weren't blinding, in fact there were barely any cars. The only signs of life being the subtle street light lining both sides and the flicker of warm orange lamps behind the curtains and windows as they passed by.

His mind quietened, the panicked thoughts swarming around before of what he should say once his boss had taken him to wherever he had in mind disappearing with the silence.

"Where are we?"

Satoru never took his eyes from the road though a small smile played on his lips. "My home."

"You have two penthouses in the city."

"Those are merely for work purposes."

A dark modern stoned house loomed in the distance, pitch black gates slowly sliding open as they neared and even from the outside Rin spotted what looked like a large swimming pool.

The car drove slowly into the home and Satoru glanced with anticipation towards his secretary, gauging Kenjiro's reaction to it all.

"I bought it awhile ago before you started to work for me. I usually come here to escape all the chaos and media."

Rin was still looking around, eyeing the pool in the back with much interest. "You cause all the chaos and media. Which I end up having to clear or cover."

"What will I ever do without you."

Rin turned a blank stare onto his boss who gave him an excited smile. The car came to a slow stop before Satoru slid out of the driver's seat, walking over and opening the door for him like a gentleman would. Though there was nothing gentleman like in his case.

Kenjiro stared down at the hand offered before reluctantly accepting the offer, sliding out of the car and shivering slightly in the night's cool air. A much larger suit jacket was gently placed over his shoulders and Rin stiffened slightly, refusing to meet the blue gaze he was sure was on him.

"I didn't bring any clothes." Kenjiro decided to say and Satoru leaned down slightly, strands of white hair covering his eyes as he kept his hand on his secretary's lower back, subtly ushering him towards the house.

"Plan to sleep over?" Satoru teased, not moving his hand even as he worked on the door's passcode and Rin simply looked away with a scowl.

The door gave away with a soft beep and the two of them walked in, taking off their shoes near the entrance and Rin relished in the coldness that seeped into his feet from the stoned floors. The house was utterly silent and as Satoru walked in deeper, the lights turned on themselves. Tall, curved lamps and other small ones that have been stationed in every room lighting up the place with a warmth glow despite the coldness of its built.

Kenjiro eyed his boss and followed in gingerly, eyes scattering from one furniture to the other. Everything had been kept clean and unused, the only signs of life being the blankets and pillows scattered on the big L shaped couch near the ridiculously big screen centered in the middle above a virtual fire place.

There was a sound of dishes clanking against one another and Rin turned, spotting Satoru in the kitchen. The man had rolled up his sleeves, tie loosened in comfort as he laid out a bowl on the counter before grabbing a few ingredients off of the shelves. Without meaning to, Kenjiro's eyes lowered towards his boss's arms, or to be more specific, the muscles that moved and bulged with every movement.

"Not going to wear an apron?" Kenjiro spoke, just because the unusual silence from the talkative man was unnerving him with every passing second. Satoru raised a brow as he placed a pot on the stove before opening the rice cooker beside it.

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