WARNING: Content in this chapter deals with mature themes and may cause discomfort
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Anger built up in body, beginning to overcome her. So many emotions were mixing around in her body and she felt like she may just explode at any moment.
It was too much for her, her body trembled as she fought to contain it.
Redness and swelling were overtaking her eyes due to irritation, each tear drop causing an even more painful sting than the last. Her palms and the backs of her hands were wet from attempts at trying to dry her tears and snot.
She felt gross from the fluids that were coating her face and hands, embarrassed at the fact that she'd have to walk out of the office in front of everyone in such a state, furious at the injustice she was facing, and heartbroken at the though of her dream slipping out of her hands.
She stood from her seat again and blocked Makoto from exiting, a fire appearing in her eyes.
"How could I have misunderstood?! Ask anyone out there," she flung her hand towards the door, pointing in the direction of the cubicles were the staff resided, "how they would've misunderstood the situation. Why don't you call up any of the staff that worked on this single and music video, how they would've misunderstood! WHY ARE YOU LYING?!"
She screamed so loud that she felt a stinging and burning sensation in her throat.
She winced and lightly touched it.
Great. That combined with all the crying she'd been doing was surely going to cause her a great deal of pain tomorrow.
Makoto clenched his jaw and whispered to her in anger, "Lower. Your. Voice."
Minami violently shook her head, "NOT UNTIL I GET ANSWERS!"
Makoto sighed in frustration and stomped back to the make shift desk, taking a seat at his chair while shaking his head.
Minami clenched her fists, digging her nails so hard into her skin that she started bleeding – although she didn't realize it at the time.
She was going to fight for this dream, no matter what it took. She would not let them take it away from her. Not when she was so close. Over what? A lie made by Miki?
Miki made that lie for what? Because of jealousy? They'd already had plenty of songs. So what, if Minami got one. Their greed was apparent.
"I believe I've already given you an answer. You breached your contract, you misunderstood me." Makoto said rather calmly, although his fingers were tapping against the keyboard.
Minami took a deep breath, "I want you to EXPLAIN how I misunderstood you. Where was the misunderstanding at?"
She glanced over and noticed a tissue box on the sound board by the recording booth. She ran over and grabbed it, bringing it back to where they were sitting and using its tissues to clean herself up.
"I didn't mean as an official debut, I meant as a test. We'd act like it was a debut with staff and see their responses. I didn't think you'd upload it to social media, I thought you'd send the clip to the staff members."
Minami sighed and looked down as she rubbed her face clean. This was a losing battle….
She thought back to what he said when she'd fainted and he'd brought her home.
'How bad do you want to debut, Minami?'
The image of him leaning in to kiss her flashed in her mind, causing her to bite her lip.
Is that how this worked? Is that what she needed to do?
Hesitantly, she got up from her seat and slowly stumbled toward him.
'Just don't think about it Minami. Let's just debut and everything will be worth it…'
She wanted to debut more than anything.
She climbed onto his lap, straddling him and stared off to the side, her face turning red from embarrassment.
"Please….don't do this...Please let me stay…." Her voice and body were both shaking uncontrollably.
Part of her was saying, 'Minami! Stop! Don't do this! DANGER ZONE!! RUN!!' but she just ignored it.
'This is probably what everyone does. Miki probably did this too. I'll just have to keep up with what everyone else does it I want to make it…' she thought, excusing her gut wrenching feeling that this wasn't right.
Makoto stared at her shocked. This was a very unexpected development.
The way she was being so forward, but blushing like she was so shy was….adorable to him.
He stared at her plump, glossed lips and felt his heart pound.
She was a star and he knew it. Something about conquering someone with such essence and je ne sais quoi ignited a passion within him.
He licked his lips at the thought of eating her up.
Minami glanced at him and shuttered.
'How does everyone else do this? I think I'm going to be sick…..'
"Oh?" Makoto tightly grabbed her hips, "Shy are we?"
He smirked. This is what he had wanted for so long.
She felt a heat run through her body as a deep red hue spread across her face. Sweat dripped down the side of her face as she stared at him.
It wasn't out of love or passion; it was out of complete embarrassment and anxiousness.
"M-mhmm.." She couldn't even utter any actual words.
"Is this what you really want?" He inquired.
She bit her lip and looked away, hesitating for a moment.
No, it wasn't. She didn't want to do anything like this with him. What she wanted was to debut, she wanted her dream to come true, she wanted all the progress she'd made and all the hard work everyone else had put into it to not be wasted.
If there was any other way, she'd much prefer that method instead. Even exposing the situation online wouldn't do anything for her….she'd just make sure that her fate with Sun Media was sealed forever if she did that. She was all out of options and this was her last resort.
She gulped, her body was trembling uncontrollably and causing her teeth to chatter as a result. The vibration running through her was starting to become painful as well.
"I w-w-want it s-so bad….I r-really…..w-want to d-debut…."
She started leaning back hoping to put some distance between the two of them, but he placed his arm behind her back and pulled her back.
"You're really cute when you're being shy. That would've gotten you a huge fanbase you know."
A smile crept up on his face and he looked her up and down. It was different than his usual smile and it sent an additional shiver down her spine.
'Run Minami! Get out of here now!' that voice inside her head was screaming so loud it caused her to rub her head.
'Can't we just do what we need to? Everyone does this. Let's just do it too. Stop giving me conflicting feelings. We're already here doing it…Let's save our dream okay?' she told herself internally.
"What's wrong? Do you have a headache? I'll take care of it." Makoto started massaging her head.
"N-No! It's fine! I don't need that!" She quickly pushed his hands away.
"Hmm...then, what else should I do for you? I think I have a fantastic idea."
Makoto grabbed onto her hips and slid her closer to him so they were chest to chest. She tried to lean backwards again but to no avail. He placed his hand on her back and pulled her tightly to him, squishing her against his chest.
He tilted his head and started placing hot, passionate kisses against her neck.
'Perfect. Finally, what I've been wanting….'
He held her tightly as his kisses trailed from her neck to her collar bone.
She grabbed onto the cloth of his white button up and clutched tightly trying to send her tension elsewhere.
Makoto chuckled, "Clutch onto me as much as you want now, you'll be doing much more than just that in just a bit."
Before she could say anything in response, he pressed his lips against hers.
'Gross! Gross! Gross!!' she thought as she awkwardly tried working with him.
Why couldn't he at least be someone she was attracted to? That would make this much easier for her. Someone like Naoto or that other guy that she'd run into a few times. There were even some office workers she found more attractive than she found him.
He slid his tongue and kissed her deeply, holding the back of her head in place, closing his eyes as he did so. She could feel him starting to get turned on and more animalistic by their actions.
'Minami! Don't give your first time to someone like this! Leave before it's too late! Don't be stupid!'
She knew deep down that it was the right thing to do, but her debut was right around the corner. If she could just ignore her inner thoughts, her conscious, and just get it over with.
'Right, just get it over with!' She wrapped her legs around his waist.
He smirked, "That's right."
Makoto reached his hand down and started rubbing her thigh, causing her body to freeze and tense up.