Chapter 2

A small monastery in the middle of downtown Tokyo.

A young girl with beautiful emerald eyes and a beauty to match no other was preparing food for her grandfather and his guest. She just recently arrived from a monastery from Italy were she lived most of her life. She turned 18 and the monastery wanted her to decide to become a nun or leave the order. She chose the later. She wanted to have her own family and she knew that she could not give that kind of devotion to the church. She contacted her grandfather which she saw every summer to ask if she can come to Tokyo to live with him and maybe get some higher education at a local college. Her grandfather was overjoyed to hear this and accepted her with open arms.

"Robin, Please start preparing yourself. Put some nice presentable clothes on so our guest will feel welcome."

She looked over her shoulder at her grandfather. "Hai"

She took one last look over the dinner table and the food she had prepared and smiled. Robin prided herself as a good cook and she wanted to impress all her grandfather's friends.

Robin glanced over the mirror on her bedroom wall. She didn't have fancy clothes; they were all long and hid her body. They didn't have much money and she was never used to anything fancy or expensive. "Yuck" you look awful she muttered to herself. She dug into her closet and found a nice pair of skirt and a white crisp blouse. She looked very young and innocent, but at eighteen, she had developed a nice feminine curve. She was thin and fragile looking with long gorgeous blonde reddish hair. Her skin was very fair. Her eyes were her best features, bold bright green that reflected every emotion she felt. Her lips were always in a natural pout. She wore her hair into pigtails and wrapped it with ribbons.

She heard the doorbell and knew their guest must have arrived. She better get out there so her grandfather doesn't have to call her out.

Robin came out of her room. Her grandfather was already in a deep conversation with a tall handsome man. Robin gulped down the air that was stuck in her airway when the man turned to look her way. She was mesmerized. He was dreamy, like he just stepped out of a magazine. "Could he be a movie star?" she thought to herself. Her cheeks suddenly felt hot. The man was staring back at her with an expressionless facade. "Oh Gosh" she thought, "Was I staring him that long." She turned her gaze to her grandfather and gave him a slight smile. She reached the two men and gave curtsy to the man.

Father Juliano turned to Amon.

"Amon, this is my grand daughter Robin, she is not very familiar with Japanese ways, and She is Italian."

Father Juliano turned to Robin.

"You must bow my child."

"Sorry" Robin bowed towards Amon.

Amon stood up and gave her a traditional bow in return.

During dinner, Amon and Father Juliano talked about old times, business, and the church. Robin didn't really listen. She was too busy trying to catch herself from looking at the handsome Amon. She never really liked boys. She practically lived at the convent all her life. She was an orphaned since she was eight. She didn't discover that she had a grandfather until she was 12. Her grandfather was too old to take care of a young girl so she stayed at the monastery.

Amon had noticed the young girl's side-glances at him. Amon was himself somewhat dumbfounded. He found himself oddly attractive to this girl. He was use to beautiful women but this is a girl was different. Maybe it's because she has this innocent aura about her. An untouched pureness, which women nowadays did not exude. Amon was definitely interested.

Robin started to cleanup while Father Juliano and Amon continued their talk into the living room.

"Father Juliano. You said you had a favor to ask of me." Amon inquired

"Yes, I do Amon"

"My grand daughter will need a job so she can earn some money to attend the university this fall. With all your connections, would you know anyone that might want to hire her? She is 18 and had to leave the monastery because she did not want to pursue the sisterhood of the Catholic Church."

Amon smiled to himself.

"Father Juliano, I will put her in our internship program and also pay all the expense of her college education. Would this be of any help?"

Father Juliano nodded

"I will help in any support that you might need for your grand daughter. After all, it is around the time of Robin's age when you took me under your wing. I will never be able to repay you for that"

"Amon, you're very kind. I am all Robin has and I am getting older. With her education secure, I will be able to rest in peace in my grave knowing she will be able to take care of herself. Robin is very mature and levelheaded for her age. Yet, she tends to be a little bit on the innocent side and is quite impressionable. She believes there is a good in everything. She is very good hearted."

"And an excellent cook I might add" Amon complimented.

Robin walked in on them with a tray of coffee. Amon stood up and took the tray from Robin to help her out.

"Robin, please sit and join us" Amon spoke to her.

Robin cheeks pinked when Amon turned his attention on her. Amon barely talked to her at all during dinnertime. Just with nods and gestures.

"Thank you, Mr. Masawi" She shyly muttered

"Please call me Amon."

"Robin, I got good news for you." Her grandfather beamed

"Amon will pay for all your college expense and will also put you in an internship program at his company"

"OH" Robin eyes widened with surprise.

"Amon owns almost everything in the downtown district. Masawi Drive the main street is named after his family". Her grandfather had clued her in.

Robin never met anyone rich before. She suddenly felt self conscious of her clothes and their little house behind the church.

Robin smiled at Amon. She felt a blush creeping at her cheeks again. Why is this man making me feel like this? She had to control herself again from staring at him.

"Here is my business card Robin, why don't you stop in tomorrow morning at 8:00 and I will get you process in and show you around the company" Amon had told her

"Hai" she almost whispered back to him.

Amon felt somewhat dirty. He was secretly scanning Robin over in front her grandfather who happens to be also a priest. Amon was waiting for thunderbolts to come down and give a jolt back to reality.

"After that I can accompany you to the University and help you fill out the necessary paperwork so you can attend this fall when school starts, One of my board member is the President of the university and I will ask him to forgo the usually process." Amon offered

Robin was stunned and sat there deep into a stupor. "Say something dummy" she yelled to herself. She heard her self whisper a "hai". She was now turning bright red. "Why does she keep getting flustered? How will she be able to stand a whole day with this man alone tomorrow?"

Amon sipped his coffee and said his goodnight. Robin could not get Amon off her mind. For the first time ever, her dream had turned naughty and she woke up several times in a cold sweat.