How dare he.
How dare he?
How dare he?
How dare he!
How dare he!?!?
He could not refuse her. It was simply not possible – the moon might as well try to refuse the sun. It was not possible.
So it could not have happened. He would never refuse her of his own free will.
Ah.
There it was.
Kijou smiled, content, and stopped her furious pacing. Of course. Katsu would never in his right mind refuse her, so it must follow that he had not been in his right mind. It made sense.
He was drugged then, or hypnotized, or …
Or …
Or there was another who sought to replace her.
That was enough to make Kijou's blood boil (no one took what was rightfully hers!) and her vision turn red.
Another woman, taken by Katsu, trying to turn him from her. It was made sense. It was logical.
It would never work.
She'd get Katsu back. And then, when he was thinking clearly again, she kill the shameless cunt that dared try and steal her Katsu.
Kijou left her opulent, luxurious room and stalked down an equally rich hall.
She'd need help on this.
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*key dramatic music, again*
And we have the actual beginning of a plot! *hold for applause* … *holding* … *holding* … Oh, fine. *pouts* Right, anyways, it's all going to go up from here. Or down, depending on perspective. And there's really not that much else to say about this chapter.
And remember, all readers with a website: please let me know which ones are the best providers/hosts out there, if you know, or, if you don't, then the name of your host and the average cost/month. I'll never get off this place if you don't. *puppy eyes*