Only yours

Rules are there to be broken

Completely exhausted, I stepped off the jet. The two-week business trip in Europe had taken more out of me than I had initially expected. My father had piled additional appointments on me when he suddenly decided to acquire a large hotel chain in Europe. The property evaluations fell to me, and the time pressure weighed heavily on my shoulders.

The jet lag was also taking its toll, but Massaru handed me a coffee on the way to the car, my saving grace in this tired state. I knew I couldn't lie down now, or the day would be lost. Besides, I still had to finish the annoying paperwork because my father would be demanding all the documents from me by tomorrow at the latest.

During the drive back to my apartment, I scrolled through my phone and stopped at Usagi's contact. Technically, our meetings were already used up, and I was surprised that I hadn't heard anything from her in the two weeks of my absence. Still, I somehow felt like seeing her again because she seemed to take things as they were. Maybe that was exactly what I needed right now—uncomplicated, good sex, and then my peace. But before I could make a mistake, we arrived at my apartment.

I sat down in the office and began tackling the tedious paperwork. It was already noon, and the pile in front of me seemed not to shrink. My phone rang—a number from Europe. Luckily, it was just the notary needing some additional data. When the call ended, I noticed that Usagi's contact was still open.

I really felt like having another round with her, but that would make it the fourth meeting. I would be breaking my rules. But it was Usagi, who would just leave without asking any inconvenient questions. If I was honest, I didn't have the energy to go to a bar and pick up a new woman today; I just wanted good sex. Exactly what she offered me. Screw it, rules are made to be broken. Call Usagi.

"Hello, Diamond," she chirped cheerfully.

"Usagi, how about tonight? I'm back in Tokyo."

"Hmm... What time? I have an appointment at 10 PM that I can't reschedule."

"Massaru can pick you up as soon as you're off work."

"Okay, see you later."

A grin spread across my face. At least I had something to look forward to tonight.

"Massaru, pick up Ms. Tsukino later and bring her here," I called out to him in the hallway.

Massaru looked a bit puzzled but said nothing. For the first time in nearly six years, I was breaking my pattern and meeting the same woman more than three times. But the fateful night and my brother's threat seemed so long ago. I was willing to take the risk because Usagi actually managed to give me full satisfaction, and I needed that right now.

I buried my head back in the documents. Time flew by as I handled the most important calls and filled out forms. A hesitant knock interrupted my concentration.

Slowly, the door opened, and Usagi stepped in. Since our last meeting, she no longer seemed as shy and moved more freely in my apartment. She beamed at me and was standing in front of my desk within seconds. In a short white miniskirt and a tight blouse, she alluringly emphasized her curves.

"Am I interrupting?" she asked, sitting provocatively on the desk. She knew exactly how to get to me. Outwardly, I remained calm, even though I was already boiling inside and wanted nothing more than to pounce on her.

"No, but I need to finish this. I'll be with you soon. Wait in the living room," I murmured to her. I knew that if I stopped now, I definitely wouldn't finish today.

Usagi pouted playfully, hopped off the desk, and disappeared from the room.

About 20 minutes later, she entered my office again, and for a brief moment, my mouth fell open. She was still only wearing a dark blue corsage and was leaning against the door frame. Damn. I could forget about the forms now. The space in my trousers became far too tight in one fell swoop.