Have you ever wanted to kill someone, like, really really wanted to?
Roy Amami was currently fighting his inner desire to beat the person in front of him.
He angrily gritted his teeth and threw the golf club to his assistant.
"How many times do I have to tell you! "
"I won't donate to your orphanage! "
He looked at the almost crying girl in front of him.
She bit her hot pink lips, her pitiable looking beautiful face pale with sadness, her shoulder length black hair slightly shining in the morning sun.
She looked like an high schooler with her innocent face, she wore a white colored t-shirt along with blue jeans.
Her black stilettos were elegant, her ankles impeccably white.
Roy knew that she was probably a vain and gold digger type of woman, she was also 27 years unlike what her face said.
The girl bit her lips as she looked unwaveringly at Roy.
"I don't belive that you have forgotten me! "
"You promised me in high school that if I ever open an orphanage, you would be the first one to donate! "
"Did I? "
Roy really didn't renember, his memory of high school was pretty much empty
The woman triggered the bad memories of high school, furthermore, he felt annoyed looking at her face.
He thought about killing this woman but stopped after he thought about the recent elections for the Prime Minister's seat.
His political party was almost going to win, if the election committee comes to know that he killed someone, his pockets would get bitten in half.
Oh well, I'll just donate a million or yeo to her whatever cause.
"Okay, Okay, I'll meet you next week. "
"Give your office's address to my assistant. "
He said while pointing at an black suited woman behind him.
The woman wore a black suit, her beautiful face had a bit of light makeup, her pink red colored lips seemed as cold as ice, her knee length black pencil skirt showed off her smooth pair of legs.
Her black hair was in a ponytail as she obediently stood behind Roy.
Her high heels clacked as she came towards the innocent looking woman and took the card she offered to her coldly.
"Don't you renember me Roi-kun? "
The girl said while biting her lips, her particularly dewy eyes red.
He renembered the nickname but not the girl, he should brainstorm to renember, perhaps she was someone important.
"Nope!"
He said nonchalantly while checking the the news on his phone.
'Atlantic Group's founder, Roy Amami, will be giving an interview to Jinsuk Television '
'Roy Amami for the first time ever, will be giving an interview! '
He almost forgot about that, he faceplamed his forehead as he tried to remember the scripted lines.
He turned towards the sky and fixed his black hair.
Seeing him dazing around, the assistant walked towards the woman.
"Sorry lady, my boss is pretty eccentric, whenever he's in a daze, he's concentrating on something, he doesn't like being disturbed in that state, so please, leave. "
She said coldly while holding the woman's shoulders.
"I-I understand. "
She said timidly and turned around.
"Wait lady! "
Roy turned around and waved his hands in the air to stop the lady from leaving.
Astonished, the lady turned around with an expression of hope and ecstasy.
"Y-yes Roi-kun?"
"Lady, what's your name? "
He felt that he might renember her if he told him her name, since he just couldn't renember her face.
"... "
A tear drop fell from her eyes as she ran away heartbroken.
The secretary checked the card the girl gave her.
"Sir, her name is Miki Haruko."
She said apatchetically while looking at the card.
"Miki… Haruko? "
He put his hands on his chin while he fixed the buttons on his black polo shirt with another hand.
"Nah, I don't know her! "
"Sir, do you want me to do a background check on her? "
"Nah. "
He showed a come here motion with his hands towards his secretary-cum-lawyer-cum-maid-cum-bodyguard.
She coldly walked towards him.
He placed a hand on her left cheek.
She blushed as she looked away from his face.
"Ah, s-someone will see us… "
"Don't worry, no one will. "
He was scum, perhaps, but he truly believed he was scum, after all, he already had four wives but he also put his hands on his assistant?
He checked his surroundings, it was his Estate, a 7,000 acre piece of land in the middle of a forest.
It was the place where his personal mansion was located.
He looked at her blushing face, the womanizer within him awakened with a roar.
He kissed her pink colored lips, his favorite color of lipstick. .
Her saliva felt slightly sweet to him, a mixture of a sweet and citrus taste.
His tounge searched around her mouth for her shy tounge, after he found it, his tounge slowly wrapped around her soft tounge and devoured it.
The lewd sound of passionate kissing rang throughout the area.
"Ah~ "
He grabbed her plump buttocks with absolutely no mercy, he put all of his bodily strength in his hands as he squeezed with a sadistic smile on his face.
"Ahh~"
Roy's assistant moaned and gasped for air simultaneously, she put her hands on Roy's chest and pushed him away.
Confused, Roy pulled himself off her as she fixed her skirt and her face, her face was flushed with redness, her neck was particularly bright red.
"E-erm, I have my period today… if you want I can give you a blo-"
"No no no. "
He waves his hands and looked at his watch.
He grinned.
"Isn't it time for my interview? "
He looked at his assistant, Nanaho Yuki.
The ravaged-looking lady quickly returned to her cold attitude.
"Ill give you the script in a minute sir, you can memorize it until we reach there. "
She quickly ran away, not knowing that her skirt had a tear in it, the sexy white thong made a tent in Roy's pant.
"Hey, change your skirt! "
He said while whistling indecently.
She didn't turn around.
He looked around the green foliage surrounded golf course and sighed.
Was he truly scum?
…
…
In the middle of a ten-car envoy, Roy sat in a Toyota Century G60 with his assistant.
He checked the script in his hand lazily, his left hand was groping the plump breasts of his assistant.
The assistant tried to keep a calm face but the flush on her face and the constant fidgeting gave her away.
"Say, Nana? "
"Y-yes sir?"
"How much money do I have in my bank accounts? "
He stopped groping her and looked at the scenery beyond the car's glass for amusement.
"The white ones or… "
He could trust her with all of his secrets, after all, he was with her for eight years, furthermore, she had a favor to fufill.
He grinned.
He didn't trust the people he couldn't control, and the girl in front of him was a person he was in total control of.
He was an expert in manipulation, of course, he perhaps wasn't that bad… he didn't lie to her did he?
"White "
"176 Billion Dollars. "
"71 Billion are in the local banks while the rest are in foreign banks. "
She said as she put a hand on her chin.
Roy's face flushed with ego as he thought about the money in his bank accounts, wasn't he the richest man in the world now?
Even then, he didn't forget where he came from.
He wasn't born into a rich family, he was simply an orphan that was abandoned in a dumpster.
The only person he was faithful to in his life wa…
"Drrr!! "
"Drrr!! "
The low sound of a phone buzzing rang in the car.
The buzzing sound disturbed Roy's inner monologues, he rolled his eyes and looked at the direction of his assistant.
His assisted pulled a phone out of her pant's pocket and looked at the name flashing on the phone.
"Sir, it's your wife. "
"Which one? "
His assistant looked at him disgustingly, to which Roy smiled sheepishly.
"Erm, the yandere one… "
He nodded and picked up the phone, a picture of an elegant and mature looking woman on the phone, the name registered was…
Mikano Elise. A 30 year old woman.
His first and most long running wife of five years!
She was an extreme yandere though…
He remembered when she was just a shy and timid girl, ah, how much people change when they get older…
The timid girl from back then grew to be a brave and headstrong woman!
He picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"What should I cook for you today Roy?"
An feminine and mature voice came from the phone, her sweet tone was obedient just like a housewife.
It takes time to tame a yandere.
Roy remembered the time when he first met her, she almost raped him.
Oh well.
"Cook whatever you want today honey. "
"Okay❤️"
"Hey, where's my good luck kiss? "
"Oh you! Smmmoch❤️"
"Haha, thanks! "
"Oh come one, all of my body is yours❤️"
"Good luck for your interview ❤️"
"Thanks. "
He hanged up the phone.
Ah, such a lovely and obedient wife.
Too bad she was too much clingy, she used to call him every ten minutes, after he tamed her, she calls him every two hours.
Her cooking is also great…
He put down the phone and once again looked at the script boringly.
Nanaho looked at him coldly.
"When are you going to tell your wives? "
"About what? "
"That you have four wives and have an affair with your assistant."
"Never. "
He looked at her charmingly, Nanaho blushed and looked at the window.
"I wonder why you fell in love with such a scum like me?"
"I don't know. "
Nanaho answered truthfully, her tone slightly chilling.
He checked his watch and started to undress, he opened his polo shirt and exposed his well muscled body.
"I-I told you that it's my p-periods today. "
She said as she looked at his muscles.
"I'm just dressing up in a formal attire. "
Roy rolled his eyes at his assistant.
…
…
Roy felt more better than ever, as if he was a creature that felt better when it wore a formal attire.
His black suit perfectly matched his handsome yet devil like face, his green tie made his aura feel like that of a murderous crime boss.
Roy felt that the only thing that he was missing now was a Cuban cigar, too bad that smoking one before live television would spoil his reputation.
His reputation in reality was that of an bachelor, a good man that often donates to orphanages and trusts.
The only thing that they didn't know that he was the one that owned those orphanages and trusts. he used one of his right handed men to buy them all.
Although he didn't touch the other people's money, he surely collected his donated money.
He laughed in his mind, such fools exist in the world?
There were even people that were hardcore fans of him!
Well, that was to be expected, after all, he had tens of patents in medicines and what not, he probably saved their lives with his cheap medicine.
Anyways, he was happy as long as he was the one that benefitted.
He fixed his tie and exited the car with his assistant.
As soon as he exited, flashes of cameras went into his eyes, he closed his eyes, his bodyguards came out from their cars and barricaded him from the hungry for news crowd of reporters.
God! Why are reporters so annoying?
His bodyguards-cum-goons divided the people into two lines and secured a path for him.
He flashed a smile at the cameras, the female reporters eyes went wide as moons while the male one's eyes twitched.
Oh well, it's not my fault that im so rich and handsome!
Muhahaha!
He smiled narcissistically in his mind even though his lips in reality displayed a modest and charismatic smile.
He looked at the four-floor studio in front of him, a board spelt out "Jinsuk Studios"
He remembered the parent company of Jinsuk Television, a company called "Global Media", a company where he held a 45% majority stake.
See, this was one of the reasons such a corrupted man such as Roy was heralded a saint in the eyes of the public, he held majority stakes in most of the major media companies, meaning that even their father wouldn't dare publish any bad news about him.
The medium and small ones were taken care of by his crime syndicate.
He held total control of the media companies in Japan.
The American and European ones were slightly costly but most of them were still somewhat in his hands.
The staff held bouquets of flowers, Roy's hands felt weak just by seeing them.
No wonder they needed cash injections every once in a while, they spent too much of their cash on flowers!
He silently decided to replace the ceo of "Jinsuk Television", he held that much power as the 45% majority stake holder.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar face within the crowd of staff, a girl with an innocent face that wore an purple formal outfit.
She looked at him hesitantly and turned around, walking to a direction only she knew.
It's the girl that asked him for donations this morning!
He forgot her name once again, he face-palmed himself within his mind as he turned towards his assistant as naturally as he could.
Seeing his gaze, Nanaho instantly understood.
Was her boss afflicted with amnesia? She didn't know but his antic served as a method of amusing her.
She also looked at the crowd and noticed the girl before Roy could do so.
"Miki Haruko. "
She replied with a low volume.
He turned back and smiled towards the staff and received their bouquets of flowers.
He acted friendly with the staff, after all, his public image was such.
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Miki Haruki gashed her teeth in pain and anger as she looked at her childhood-crush.
"Oh guys, you didn't have to do all of this for me! "
"No no no, sir please accept our welcome!"
She ignored the banter between her crush and her fellow colleagues.
She turned around and was starting to leave, not particularly caring about her interview with Roy.
"Ah, Miki-Chan, where are you going? "
Sakane Riame, her best friend panickedly asked her and held her hands, trying to stop her from leaving.
"Where are you going? Aren't you going to interview Roy Amami? "
The blond haired 27 year old asked her with worry in her face.
"I don't want to… "
Miki emotionlessly turned away.
"Has he hurt you someway? "
"… "
"You told me back then that he was your childhood crush!"
"Shouldn't you be happy? "
"…"
"Has he… forgotten you? "
The girls face warped into anger.
"Come on, you have a chance here, you can badmouth him on television here, he insulted you! "
"How dare he act as if he forgot you! "
"Just because he's rich, he doesn't have the rights to insult you! "
"Stop it Sakane – Chan… "
Miki turned back with a melancholic smile on her face.
"He told me back in his childhood that… if I ever forget you, please forgive me, my memory is very bad… "
"Oh… "
"Even then, you have snagged a good man! "
"He has tens of billions in his bank account, along with the fact that he's still young and a bachelor. "
"If he somehow regains his memory of you and accepts you… "
"You'll be like a princess! "
Miki smiled longingly.
"Even if he wasn't rich… I would still go to him. "
"Even if he was poor, I would've earned for him…The favors he did to me back in my childhood is much greater than you can imagine."
Sakane tilted her head sideways.
"Do you still… love him? "
Miki shaked her head.
"Perhaps… "
"I don't know. "
Sakane shaked Miki's shoulders.
"I don't know about you, but if I had such a childhood friend, I would've ditched my husband a long time ago!"
Miki shrugged her shoulders.
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Roy took the bouquets and handed it to Nanaho, who in turn handed the bouquets to his bodyguards.
"Thank you guys for such a lovely welcome! "
He said while grinning charismatically.
Lovely my arse, this is a very poor welcome.
He didn't particularly pay attention towards the girl called Miki.
Hell, he didn't even know her!
…
In the studio, three camera's were laid out in different directions, the directors and producers commanded the staff while the spot boys did their job.
In the middle of the set, Roy sat down with the director, his faithful assistant right behind him.
"Sir, aren't you going to get a little bit of makeup? "
"No, I like to be as natural as possible. "
That was true in a sense, he didn't really like the feel of makeup in his face.
The heavy bearded 74 year old director had a smile on his shriveled shrimp like face.
Roy really felt like slapping that oily shrimp like face filled with flattery but stopped due to not wanting his reputation to drop.
"Director, who's going to be the host? "
Roy felt curious.
"Oh, it's going to be Miki Haruko."
Holy fuck, is that girl everywhere?
Roy's eyebrows curved in astonishment.
"Don't worry sir, she's the star host of our studio! "
He shrugged.
"Director, why is this question on the script so direct? "
He asked while pointing at a particular question in the script.
"Eh, what script? "
The director confusedly looked at the script in Roy's hand.
"The script that you sent to my assistant? "
Was this guy that old, perhaps he had dementia.
"Erm, sir, there seems to be a mistake… "
"This is an unscripted live interview. "
Roy looked at the director with bloodlust in his eyes.
"Director, do you know that I can fire you because of negligence regarding office work? "
He threw the script towards the director.
The director catched the script and wiped his forehead anxiously with a handkerchief.
"Sir please forgive me, this might be a problem with an intern, I'll take him to task but don't fire me sir please!"
What a joke, the guy in front of him was a major shareholder of his company's owner company, while he was a director of his companies many subsidiaries.
If he didn't apologize, he might just spend his whole life in a slum.
Nanaho whispered something in Roy's ears, hearing her talk he gave a sigh.
"Okay, okay. "
"I'll do your interview! "
"Thank you sir! "
The director almost wanted to grab Roy's legs but stopped himself from doing so.