Being a photographer isn't that bad, but it isn't that good either. It's a job where you can meet majority of the people in Tokyo where I live, from celebrities to underground trafficking. This job of mine isn't like others. To most people, being a photographer means getting a scoop where they can just sneak up to famous singers or actors and take shots of them living their personal life, or where they suck up with their bosses so that their names can be on a certain social media. Well, I kind of do that too, ...to keep my job... but theres another perspective to it. Like I told you, underground trafficking. I gather information of drug and weapon trafficking, like a spy or some sort.
And that's how I met my so-called lover, Ryuichi Asami. Asami is a businessman. He goes to work and comes home like any others. But there's something about that job of his isn't one of a businessman. I don't know for sure but he's one dangerous man. For any underground people who have heard his name, their eyes widen and they shiver to their bones. "You shouldn't get involved with Asami," or "You'dbest watch your back around Asami," I usually heard.
But I guess it's too late for that now, people. I am his "lover." Even if I want to, iI can't get away from him, no matter how much I struggle. But why would I? I need him. I crave for his love. I struggled hard to get to where I am, by his side and to be trusted and loved by that man, Asami.
"You are mine," he claimed.
After the Hong Kong incident when I was kidnapped by Fei Long and was traded back for his casino deeds, I got all my thoughts and feelings together. After the Momohara Ai and her stalker incident, we started to live together in his luxury condo. It's not like I wanted to but I had to. My apartment was surrounded by paparazzi and photographers because they thought I have a relationship with that idol.
With that happening, I kind of became a "maid" in his condo since I can't go outside while being "hunted," and I don't have anything to do but clean. But I learned my lesson after going outside all covered up to discard his "decorating" weapons in his secret room that I found while cleaning. He found out what I did and punished me by "showing" me other things he hid in that secret room, most are s&m equipment. That man has no mercy and I'm telling you, don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong. But that's not how my personality is.