Chapter 9: Lust Is Insanity

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I found myself constantly staring at her. If I wasn't trying to get under her skin and intimidate her, I was trying to figure her out. What goes on in that mind of hers? What was she thinking when I was trying to piss her off? There was no way of telling. This woman was very intriguing, and she had me out of my seat peering through the small spaces between the vertical blinds that hung on the glass wall between us. I watched her every move, evaluating her but also taking her in. I took in how even though she was covered the way I instructed her to be, she still found a way to be completely enticing. My mind was clouded with her scent for so long that I barely noticed much else until now. I was jolted out of my thoughts when the elevator doors opened, and that loud-mouthed wolf and his two followers arrived. What would she do now?

"Hi, Kouga. Is there something I could help you with?" I heard her say. Then I heard him ask to take her to a movie. A movie? What is this high school? My idea of a first date is a helicopter ride to a 5 star restaurant just less than an hour away. "I'm sorry did you say something?" She asked, leaving him gaping. "If you don't have an appointment to see the big man himself-" Oh, you have no idea how big… My thoughts interrupted, though I'm quite sure that wasn't the direction she was taking the conversation. I watched as that damn wolf came around her desk and held her chin in his hand. If I were to explain what just happened to me at that very moment, I'd say a surge of jealousy flared to life from somewhere deep inside me. I looked at the piece of paper I was looking over at my desk before I became distracted. I needed to stop what was happening without it being known that I was watching. I had to make my interruption look coincidental. So, I grabbed the sheet off my desk and did just that. I scolded them back to work and then handed her the sheet along with my instructions. I had to rush back to my office and shut the door quickly before her scent could consume me yet again.

I'm sure she could've taken care of herself for she seems like the type of woman that could. I just couldn't shake the overwhelming need to protect her. After all, she was my secretary so that made her mine. I headed straight to my private washroom and gripped the edge of the counter until it began to splinter. I glared at the man in the mirror. There was no other logical explanation, I was going insane because of what my body was lacking. I wasn't lacking the teasingly brief moments of oral pleasure my wife gave just to further piss me off. What I really needed was all of her. Every single pleasurable inch of her. I wanted to feel her lips against hers as I buried my body deep inside of her. I was near delirious with need and it I was causing me to act so unusual around this woman in the other room. A human woman at that! I growled feeling the need to tear something apart but after a few deep calming breaths I found composure and walked back into my office and continued working. I tried my best not to leave my seat and head back out to my secretary.

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I stared for a moment at two folders each with a large stack of papers in them. I looked up at the person who had dropped them on my desk and couldn't help but notice how she flinched ever so slightly. I almost smiled. "What is this?" I asked.

"The assignment you asked me to have done by Thursday." She replied. I glanced at the calendar on the edge of my desk.

"You're a day early." I said, skillfully hiding my astonishment. "Are you sure you've completed the task to perfection? Are you sure that if I go over these now there wouldn't be any mistakes?" I watched as she lifted her head and her spine straightened. She was confident, and I couldn't quite understand why I liked that more than I probably should have.

"Yes sir. I'm quite confident that you will be pleased with it. I wouldn't turn in anything less than my best work." She replied. They say confidence is the sexiest thing a woman could wear. She wore it well. Somehow, she made the very air radiate with it, almost as if I could choke on it. I wanted nothing more than to take her on my desk this very moment. As I caught my thoughts, I could suddenly smell ink fill my nose as I realized I gripped the pen in my hand so hard, I broke it and ink splattered on my suit and trickled down my wrist to my sleeve. I hid all evidence of my frustration from my face and asked her to leave. Once she was gone I stood up and threw my broken pen in the trash beneath my desk and got a fresh dark grey suit out of the mini closet in my office. I put the pants on and threw out the soiled pair. After washing my hand of the ink, I reached for the white dress shirt. Before I could even get an arm through my shirt, I looked up as Ms. Higurashi reappeared through the door and stopped dead in her tracks. She took me in and studied my body. Her lips parted as she let out a shaky breath as her eyes slowly moved up my torso to finally meet my face. Although her expression was completely serious, it didn't hide the blush on her face and neck. I however, was able to hide the smirk from creeping on my face. I instead chose to glare at her.

"Would you like to explain what you're doing back in here without knocking first?" I asked as I slowly slid my shirt on leaving it open as I went to lean against my desk. She was silent for a few seconds more before clearing her throat and responding.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to intrude but your first appointment of the day is waiting in the waiting room for you, sir. After that you have a board meeting in about an hour and fifteen minutes.

I nodded. "Very well then. Tell them I will be ready for them in a just a couple of minutes. 'I said as I started to button up my shirt. I watched her carefully as she gave me one more quick glance over before nodding and exiting my office. I walked into my washroom and looked in the mirror as I fixed my suit. My ego suddenly swelled as it dawned on me… I had just been checked out by a lesbian.

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I sat in the board room at the head of the table paying as close attention to Kikyou's presentation as possible. The sexual tension between her and the head of HR, who just so happens to be my younger, half breed, half-brother was disgusting and nauseating. The air became heavily spiked with their lust for each other. It sickened me, though it made me wonder if that's what my fascination with someone in particular was like on the outside. I didn't want to think about it. Unfortunately for me, that someone in particular began to take over my thoughts once again, causing me to struggle to contain the sexual desires I've started to develop for her. When I looked back at my brother his gaze was no longer fixated on Kikyou, his attention was now on me. I noticed that his nostrils were slightly flared, which meant that he just caught a whiff of something. He glared at me for a moment longer before Kikyou had caught his attention once again.

What was that half-breed thinking up now? I knew I would be hearing about something stupid and irrelevant from him later. That's how he was. He didn't quite think rationally, and he always jumped to conclusions. If he wasn't great at his job I'd have the dumb ass fired in a heartbeat. Just because he is my half-brother does not mean he gets special treatment. I have no problem treating him like everyone else. What irritates me the most is that he often didn't treat me as the powerful man that I am. He doesn't treat me like how everyone else treats me because in his mind he's better than everyone, even when he's clearly not.

Kikyou went on and on in that nearly monotone voice of hers. Everyone else was completely silent. The only other sound in the room was an annoying buzz. I pondered upon that for a moment. If I tune out all the talking, I can hear this mystery noise clearly. What was that? I suddenly took in the underlying scent of sweat as well. As the minutes went by the smell became stronger. I looked to my brother he was now pointing his face in some random direction with his nose crinkling every now and then when he sniffed the air. He never seemed to realize that he looked like a dog when he was tracking whatever scent he'd picked up at the time. Then I noticed that someone's breathing had hitched. A balding, white-haired man further down on my left two seats away from Kikyou. He kept shooting quick glances at Inuyasha. He had a thin layer of sweat coated on his face. I narrowed my eyes at him as Inuyasha's eyes rested on the man as well. We both glanced at each other before rising from our seats, stopping Kikyou from talking any further and all curious eyes darted between Inuyasha and I and around the room.

We stopped behind the man's chair and I crossed my arms as Inuyasha picked him up by the back of his collar. I didn't look at anything else but the man dangling before me as Inuyasha patted him down finding a small microphone tucked under the knot of his tie. I glared at the dark-haired man and his pulse quickened as he stared at me with horror.

"Care to explain yourself?" I asked him, making sure everyone else could hear loud and clear. I waited patiently as he began to stutter the beginning of his excuse. I was used to these types of responses by now.

"H-h-he made me! I swear! P-please spare me!" The man practically wailed. "He said he could make me disappear off the face of the earth and no one will remember I even existed! Sir you have to believe me!" He folded his hands together when he begged. I narrowed my eyes further and I inhaled his scent. I could smell the unfamiliar scent of another person entirely on him but it was very faint. Which means he is telling the truth. I will admit that this trick was clever but not clever enough to get past me or even my dimwitted half-brother for that matter.

"Take his entire jacket just in case." I said.

"S-sir, with all due respect I ask that you please not damage my…" He gulped as I gave him a look that once made a grown man cry. Yes, he asked nicely but I couldn't take being told what to do, especially by someone that works for me. Did he not realize the situation he was in? I contemplated firing him just for that reason before I realized it was my temper doing my thinking this moment.

"I will see you in my office after this meeting is over. Until then you are not allowed back into this room." I told him in as calm a voice as I could manage despite my state of mind. I was more angry at the fact that someone out there was trying to steal valuable information from my company. Thankfully we hadn't started talking about the new prototype yet. As everything went back into order and the meeting resumed I had only one thought. I needed to get to the bottom of this and fast.

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When the elevator doors opened, I was greeted with that sweet familiar scent. It took me by surprise because I was too preoccupied with my thoughts to prepare myself. I locked eyes with the owner of the scent for an instant before she returned her focus to her work. Every day I was becoming more and more satisfied with my decision to hire her. The secretaries in the past often took advantage of my absence. I walked quickly into my office to be away from her. I couldn't think about her now, I had more pressing matters to attend to. I sat in my white leather chair and the wired man from the meeting, I think I can recall his name being Myouga, took a seat. He was partial demon, and a very weak demon at that. "Tell me everything you can remember about what happened before the meeting. " I told him. And he went off talking at a fast pace trying to get every detail in before I could have a reaction. He said the man that did it wore a mask that looked like a monkey.

"No wait it was a baboon to be exact." He corrected himself. I quirked a brow. Well that was strange news.

"Did he mention anything about his motives or why he was wiring a recording device to you?" I asked. Of all the information he gave me, that was the most important of all. Myouga pursed his lips trying to think back and slowly shook his head.

" 'Fraid not sir, he just threatened me, wired me and told me to pretend that it didn't happen. He left in a black Mercedes after that." I noticed now he was more calm explaining to me now that he didn't have to be afraid of getting caught anymore. He genuinely seemed like he wanted to help catch that bastard. I could tell that he wasn't lying about anything he had said thus far. Shaking my head, I sighed, closed my eyes and rubbed the bridge of my nose between my thumb and index finger. Without looking up at him I spoke again.

"Is that all the information you have for me on this matter?"

"Yes, it is sir. Also, I'd like to apologize for getting mixed up in this mess." He said in a sincere voice.

"If that will be all you may leave." I said, as I turned in my chair. The curtains were closed over the windows this time, so I blankly stared at the navy blue velvet while deep in thought. I had a million things running through my mind at the moment. Who could possibly be incompetent enough to try to bring down the biggest company in all of Japan? Do they not understand how powerful and influential I am? I pressed the intercom button and called for my secretary. I realize I could've used the intercom with her before, but I couldn't suppress my constant urge to get up and go to her. Her voice sang through my body when she greeted me. Though her scent was strong, I've gotten used to it by now so at least it didn't make me tense when she walked in. That still didn't stop my body from filling with desires I've felt for no other woman but my wife.

I couldn't explain my sudden urges when the situation I was in sat heavy on my shoulders. It put stress on me, but maybe it was because I was also stressed that I ended up feeling this way towards her. A sign of weakness I did not like. I watched as she placed her hands on her hips. I was suddenly jealous that her hands could be there. I wished badly to replace those hands with my own as I—

"Mr. Shotai? May I ask what I've been called for?" I came out of my fantasies as I fought my craving to fulfill them. When I went through her words in my mind I could pick up on a hint of irritation. It was probably a little sick that I was pleased by that and I didn't care. I wanted someone else to feel my anger. It might actually get a load off my chest. I looked her straight in the eyes.

"No, you may not." I said lacing my fingers together and rested them against my chin. She stiffened. Centuries of picking up on human behaviour told me that she was a bit confused by that.

She started to turn. "Then if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to—"

"I have not dismissed you yet." I interrupted her and she slowly turned back around, the tension in her neck indicating I've pushed her further. I haven't entertained myself like this in quite some time. I let a few heartbeats pass before I said anything more. "I want you to contact the security department and tell them to boost security on the entire building. I'd also like for them to have people patrol the parking lot as well as the perimeter. Tell the security department to go over any tapes outside the buildings' perimeter. Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir. Will that be all?" She asked.

"No…" I said holding eye contact with her before I turned in my chair to face the curtains again.

"Mr. Shotai, with all due respect…" She started but I wouldn't let her finish.

"Stop talking Ms. Higurashi." I told her. She let out a shaky sigh and her scent flared. I'm close to her breaking point. I could tell. However, she did what she was told anyway. Good girl. I turned in my seat again and we stared in silence at each other. She began to tap her toes and I raised an eyebrow in amusement. Her hands balled into fists. The next thing she said completely caught me off guard.

"Don't… fucking… toy with me." She said through her teeth. She sounded like me. I smirked. From those words alone, I could tell that things wouldn't be the same between us from here on out. I was up, out of my seat and around my desk standing behind her in seconds. I turned her around and grabbed her chin bringing her in close. I had her trapped between the desk and myself so there was nowhere to run.

"Don't fucking what now? Listen here Ms. Kagome Higurashi, I do what I please." I told her. The extreme closeness of her stirred my inner demon to life. She was afraid. I could feel it, but her face told me otherwise. She displayed a look of anger and annoyance but there was something more beneath the surface, but I couldn't figure it out. No matter. All I had to do was push her down now and take her, but would I really do such a thing? The real question wasn't if I would but if I could. Could I really take a woman unwillingly? Especially a woman with no interest in men… More importantly could I really betray my wife? I could say no to the first question with certainty, but I wasn't too sure about how I would answer the other.

I realized her heart picked up its pace and her breathing was no longer steady. The blood rushed to her face, but her glare stayed menacing. She grabbed hold of my wrist, yanked it away from her chin and held my arm out to the side. "You heard me. I think you'll also find out very quickly that I don't care what you do. I have work to do. Work that you sir, have given me. Now stop wasting my time and let me get back to work."

Very gutsy move. I had to admit she had balls talking to me like that. However, I was absolutely stunned that I wasn't bothered by it. Why? It was probably because she was staring at my mouth the whole time she said it and I hers. I fought to hold back the true demon inside me. I didn't want to break her. We stood like that for a long moment. I snapped my eyes open not realizing they were closed in the first place when I heard her gasp. When I looked her in the eye again, she refused to meet my gaze again. "Look at me." I demanded. She didn't budge and the flush on her face never left nor did the quick rhythm of her heartbeat slow down. She was afraid all over again. Why was she acting like this after the bold show she put on? This woman was incredibly puzzling. I stepped out of her way and walked back to my seat. She didn't waste any time leaving my office. When her scent began to fade from the room, I began to think logically again. That's when I realized that perhaps maybe, just maybe she caught a glimpse of the familiar hardness bulging flush against my pants. I laughed. Perhaps it was a little sick but I was now in a better mood.

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"Are the preparations for the party almost finished? I want everything completed as soon as possible." I said into my phone as I sat on the wooden bench in my garden outside. My wife walked toward me holding a vibrant purple flower I didn't know the name of.

"Yes sir, we have already finished hiring all caterers, the decorations have already come in and Buddy from Cake Boss has agreed to make and deliver the cake to the party." Totosai responded. He was my fathers' assistant since I was just a pup. With his centuries of experience, he was the perfect man for this job. He could complete any task to perfection and his advice was always sound. One of the rare few I'd ever ask for advice or an opinion. My father would never let me hire him for myself because he was too valuable to him, but I was grateful he allowed me to borrow him on occasion when I needed him. "Was there anything else you'd like for me to take care of?"

"Were you able to book DJ Khaled on such short notice?" My wife ran her fingers through my hair tucking it behind the ear unoccupied by a phone.

"Surprisingly, yes."

"Excellent, I will let you know if there is anything else." I said ending my conversation with him. My wife nibbled on my ear then.

"Party planning going well?" She asked.

"Your tea Lady Kagura?" Two maids appeared almost out of nowhere before I could reply. One was new learning from the more experienced maid that wheeled in a tray with three different kinds of tea as well as sugar, honey, cinnamon sticks and biscuits. The new maid kept staring almost without blinking. Kagura chose one of the three teas, put in a teaspoon of honey and stirred it with a cinnamon stick. Kagura thanked them but before they left they glanced at me, smiled and began giggling as they retreated back to the house. Strange humans… I looked to my wife and saw that she had a finger to her lips looking at me with a glint in her eye. As usual, she was up to no good.

"DJ Khaled?" She asked as she sipped her tea.

"Yes, I want to do something a little different this year." I told her. I let her in on all of the plans I had for the party.

"Sounds wonderful!" She kissed my cheek. "Will your new secretary be there?" I raised a brow. She was never concerned about whether or not my secretary was there before. "Is it possible that I meet with her before hand?" She asked.

"How do you know my secretary is a woman?" I asked. She froze giving me a blank expression. She only did that when she was trying to hide her emotions from her face which made me suspicious.

"Because…" She began. "I can faintly smell the scent of a woman on you when you come home from work these days and who works the closest to you other than your secretary?" If it were really as simple as that then why was she hiding her facial expressions? It was indeed very suspicious, but I decided to just leave it alone for now.

I answered her questions instead of pondering it further. "Yes, she will be there and… wait. Why do you want to meet with her anyway?" She froze again and it confirmed that something was indeed going on. But if I wanted answers, I had to dig myself otherwise she'd never tell me straight out.

"Well… I figured that someone that smells that good must be a pretty damn good person. Am I right Sessho-koi?" She placed her hand on my thigh and slowly moved it upward. Now she was trying to distract me and so far, I didn't mind. Just as long as she didn't stop. Who was I kidding though? This had become a regular pattern now. She would tease me to the point of no return and then stop before I could truly get what I want. I thought of my secretary then. If I didn't get what I want soon I was probably going to end up doing something I shouldn't be doing… or someone. I shook away the thought.

I grabbed her face and moulded my lips to hers. When she whimpered against my lips, I brought her to the ground and pinned her there. "Don't tell me you're trying this again." She said with a naughty smirk. I growled at her.

"How long do you plan on keeping this bullshit up, mate?" I have asked her and myself this question many times.

"As long as it takes." Would be the answer she'd always give me.

"How can you do that…" I ground my need into her and she cried out. "When you want it to?" I retaliated.

"Don't worry about that, I take care of that on my own." She panted worming her way out from under me and I let her go. Then like the wind she was gone. I glared at the grass beneath me as a vibrant purple flower fell out of my hair and to the ground. Bitch.