He lit his cigarets and lean on the railing on the balcony of the hotel. He enjoy watching the blond secretary with lust in his eyes,

Kaede lying down on the lounger, wearing her pair of bikini while reading a book.

Hatsumi Sen always had a desire for her.

She was pretty good-looking, had many pervert mens swoon over her, she was smart –fierce,charming, her skin was bright and perfect, her sexy body and her cup D breast.

his eyes lingering on her chest and her creamy legs, his cock felt the stirrings of his own desire.

He could clearly see how big her breast was from his view, perfectly molded on her bikini top. It was soft and big, perfectly fit on his palm. He wanted to bury his head in between and worship like they deserved to be.

"So, this is where you hide at" Ohma said while walking toward him. "It was a terrible choice for a hiding place"

Hatsumi paid no attention to him as he takes a drag of his cigarette.

Ohma narrowed his eyes after realizing what he starring at

A smirk appeared on Hatsumi's face. They shared a glance full of warnings.

Hatsumi sen let out a small laughed while taking a drag from his cigarette" Relax brat" he said as he as he blow out smoke. "There is no harm in staring"

Ohma had no words to answer. He calmed himself and his gaze trailed toward kaede who was rapt in her book.

"Tell me brat, isnt it true that you slept with her?" Hatsumi asked. He pulled out another stick of cigarette.

He's looking at him when he answers: "so what if i am."Ohma's mouth does twist into a sardonic little smile

He exhales a puff of smoke and says, "You threaten her i see"

There was an uncomfortably long silence before Hatsumi spoke.

"How is she in bed? Is she loud?How long can she last?"

Ohma glanced sideways at him, "Exceeding all your expectation"

He paused.

"Too bad, Not a chance for you to experience it", sounds annoyed when he commented on it.

He chuckled seemingly pleased by his answer. "Sounds good, doesn't it?

"il get her next time."Hatsumi smirked, taking the final drag of his cigarette and stubbing it out under his foot before walking back into the hotel.

Ohma just shrugs and watches the way kaede pack her stuff.