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Three years ago

"What is it father?" Inuyasha walked briskly into his father's study after being summoned by him.

"Have you seen this?" Inutaisho tossed the newspaper he had been reading over to Inuyasha.

Inuyasha scanned the front page quickly as shock gradually took over his handsome features.

"What. The. Hell?"

Inutaisho nodded. "Exactly what I was thinking. Who'd knew that old Higurashi actually had an heir to take over? He has no wife, no children, no nothing, except this little insignificant girl."

"Just who is she? She looks…very young."

"I had a few people track down her history this morning, and the reports came in just now. That's why I called you here. She's his niece, and she seems to be more intelligent and well-suited for this job than I initially thought. She will be getting her MBA next month. And not to add that she is a part-time model, knows seven languages and is known around her neighbourhood as the one with an enviable fashion sense."

"So the dead man sent her to crush us," he smirked. "I wonder how long it'll take before we crush her."

Inutaisho gave his younger son a queer look. "That's where you fit in the picture."

"What?" Inuyasha raised an eyebrow.

"You will be the downfall of Miko. You will help Takahashi Corp retain its prominent position at the top. You will be the one to crush Kagome Higurashi. Do you understand?"

"How, father, may I ask, do I even do that? I mean, haven't you been trying to do that for the past fifty years?" Sarcasm laced into his silky voice.

"Times have changed. Instead of an old man, we now have a young girl who's in his place," Inutaisho stood up and paced around the room. "And young girls only have one thing in their minds, I'm sure Kagome Higurashi would be no different."

"And that is…?"

Inutaisho stopped pacing and spun around to face his son with a knowing smile. "Shouldn't you be the one who knows more about this than I do? Yes, I know about all the girls that you use for bed-warmers, hear them scream in the middle of the night. I may be old, but I'm far from deaf. So, tell me, my son, what exactly do all of those girls want from you?"

"Uh, my money?"

Inutaisho resisted the urge to slap his forehead. How dense could Inuyasha get?

"I can't believe you're my son! It's lovethey want, love!"

Inuyasha snorted. "Yea right. They all know that they're only one-night things, so why bother?"

Inutaisho was shaking his head now. "Girls understand that about you, but it's basically a blueprint for girls to want true love. They're all into romantic sap and want a guy who'll send them roses and give them jewelry because of love."

"So your point is…?"

"Glad you've caught on. I think you know what I want you to do by now. Get into Kagome Higurashi's life. Make her fall for you. Then when the time comes, break her. Women can't stand heartbreak, and Miko Corp will go plummeting down before we know it. And you, my son, is known for your extreme success with women. I'm sure she'll be no different."

Inuyasha smirked. "Ha, luring her in would be so easy." His smile faded as a new thought came up. "But what if, let's just say what if, she doesn't fall for me?"

"Aren't you known as the one man no women can resist?"

"You bet," the smirk returned. "I'll have her heart in no time."

Present Day

Kagome stomped out of her silver Porsche and slammed the door shut. She gave a huge involuntary yawn before arriving at her front door and unlocking it.

"Time for a nice warm bath and then to bed," she thought with a content smile. It had been an unusually rough day. Even though Inuyasha hadn't bothered her for the rest of the day, she still had a lot of work to do.

Kagome tore off her murderous heels and stumbled around in her dark house, not bothering to find the light switch. As she plopped down on the sofa, a strong arm came from nowhere while one hand clamped on her mouth to muffle her scream. Adrenaline rushed through her veins as she tried to kick whoever the bastard was. A thief? A murderer? Or maybe something even worse. She screamed but she was already so tired her voice sounded pitiful. Not prepared to give up, Kagome attempted to twist around to kick where it hurt.

"Shhh honey, it's just me."

Kagome almost sighed with relief – almost. As soon as he let go, Kagome reached out to switch the lamp on the small table near the sofa on. When she turned around to face him, her vision was graced with the sexy body of a godlike man.

He was wearing black dress pants and a blood-red button-up shirt, with the top three buttons unbuttoned, showing off that chiseled chest with muscular pecks. His snow-white hair was splayed over her suede couch, his golden eyes entrapping her in a dreamy world and those doggy ears of his begging to be rubbed. His sensual lips were curved upwards in an evident smirk, and she could smell him. That natural musky scent with just a tiny hint of cologne. A scent that left Kagome dizzy with need.

"Oh gods, I'm getting turned on just by looking at him!" she shrieked mentally as she felt her throat run dry. "Get a grip Kagome, you're a grown-up woman!"

"How was your day, sweetheart?" Inuyasha's velvety voice brought her back to reality. His finger reached out to trace the curve of her hip, which she swatted away immediately.

Then she snapped.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE? HOW DID YOU GET PAST MY SECURITY GUARDS? I SHOULD CALL THE POLICE ON YOU!"

Inuyasha only smirked.

"I'd advise you to rehire your security guards, in that case. I simply ran past them and they didn't see a thing. And you shouldn't put your key under that carpet in front of the door. Anyone who had a normal brain would be able to figure out it's there."

"Wrong, apparently some people like you who have a pea-sized brain can figure it out too."

He looked at her with a lustful eyes, smouldering her with his intense gaze. "My brain may be pea-sized, but there's somewhere in my anatomy that's far from pea-sized. Would you like to see for yourself?"

Kagome groaned in exasperation. "Can you please go and annoy someone else tonight? I'm so tired I can't stand all your oh-so-witty remarks." She sank down into the remaining space on her sofa that was unoccupied by the gorgeous hunk of a half-demon.

"Nope," he replied, pursing his lips as he said the p. "You wound me baby. I came all the way just to see you. I missed you."

Kagome sighed. "What do you want from me Takahashi?"

Inuyasha winced. "Ouch, that hurts. Please, just call me Inuyasha."

"Get to the point. What. Do. You. Want."

His arms snaked around her waist from behind, holding her body to his warm one.

"Darling, I made dinner for you. I know you're tired. I could even give you a full-body massage after dinner. And if you still want, I know certain activities that can help reduce your stress."

Kagome groaned in reply. "Why, WHY does everything have to turn sexual for you? Leave me in peace, please!"

One of his hands started to sneak underneath her shirt but she stood up before he could do anything else.

"I really made dinner for you. Just for you. Can we eat together before you kick me out, at least?"

He gave her that puppy-eyed face that left Kagome's heart thundering in her chest. How could she resist him when he looked so adorable and so sinful at the same time?

She sighed as she felt her resolve disappearing into thin air. "Alright, but just this once."

Inuyasha scooped her up and carried her all the way to her dining room, with a thrashing Kagome in his arms along the way.

Kagome stopped protesting as she reached the room. She gasped as she drank in the way a few tea candles made the dimly lit room feel both soothing and seductive. Inuyasha had placed two plates of food that looked both delicious and expensive at two ends of the table. As she was plopped down onto her seat by Inuyasha, he offered her a bouquet of roses, which she accepted accidentally because she was still stunned by what Inuyasha had transformed the room into.

"Roses for you sweetheart. I'm sure you've dumped the ones I ordered for you this morning, so I guess I should just give them to you personally this time."

Kagome only nodded in reply while placing the bouquet on the table.

"Let's dig in."

The first coherent thought that hit Kagome was how good the food was, and how she'd love to eat his cooking every day.

She smacked her forehead, causing Inuyasha to give her a weird look.

"What am I thinking. Must go and get a brainwash or something like that." Kagome sighed.

"So how's my cooking?" he asked, leaning towards her.

"It's okay."

"Just okay? You're lying."

Her eyes widened before she composed herself. The way that man knew her better than she knew herself, and the way he could always see through her expressions both frightened and pleased her. "No I'm not. Now shut up and eat."

Fifteen minutes passed without a sound. Inuyasha sent frequent smirks across the table to Kagome, who glared back in reply.

When Inuyasha had cleared the table after their meal, she spoke up. "Where did you find all this food?"

"They were in your fridge, although I do suggest you should clean it up a bit. I had to look through everything to find something that hadn't expired yet."

Kagome muttered something unintelligible.

"What's for dessert, oh great chef?"

Inuyasha walked up close to her until their faces were inches apart. Kagome tried to back up, but realizing she was still in her chair, she had no choice but see what Inuyasha had in mind. She gulped loudly in the quiet room as she caught a hint of something in the depth of his golden eyes.

"Well, I tried looking for something in your fridge, but all I found was some whipped cream. Perhaps we could take dessert up to your bedroom and have each other – "

Kagome pushed him away before he finished. "Takahashi, you are so annoying, I swear I'm going to accidentally kill you one of these days."

"Darling, threats like that are so overused. Besides, I know you love me." He sent her a wink before his face turned back serious.

"Anyways Kagome, what I really wanted was to ask you to consider that merger. Our company can help bring yours to an even higher position, so it would be undoubtedly very beneficial for Miko."

Which was practically the wrong thing to say.

"I don't need anyone's help to bring Miko into a prominent position in society – it already is there! And besides, I'm sure I can beat Takahashi Corp with my own talent. You watch out Inuyasha, I'm bringing you down."

His eyes lit up. "Hey you finally said my name!"

"What – oh. So?"

"That means you're falling for me! Yay!"

His tone matched that of a child jumping around in joy after getting an extra large birthday present.

"You are so immature."

He came up to her again, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Well, if it's mature you want, I can show you."

Kagome growled and got up. "You'd better go. It's getting late and I have a hectic day tomorrow. Besides, why do you seem to always have so much time to infuriate me? Don't you have a company to run?"

"Time management, my dear. It works wonders. Although I don't think I should mention how the team at Takahashi Corp basically do everything so all I actually have to do is sit there and order them around. And sometimes yell at them just for the fun of it."

Kagome rolled her eyes.

"Honey, are you sure you don't want me to stay? I could fulfill all your deepest desires tonight." His hot breath grazed her lips.

Kagome shuddered momentarily before she was able to formulate a sensible reply. "Of course you can fulfill my deepest desires! By getting out of my house and preferably getting hit by a truck or something, which would render you hospitalized for the rest of eternity."

Inuyasha gave her a hurt look, a hand on his heart. "You really pain me sometimes. But you would definitely miss me and come to my hospital bed and shower me with kisses when you think I'm asleep, right?"

"Get out now Takahashi!"

"Next please!"

Kagome had slept quite soundly, with enough energy to go through the day's work. It was early afternoon, and she took over the duty of hiring a new batch of alluring models for Miko. Part of the plan to defeat Takahashi Corp, of course, and Kagome was going to succeed no matter what.

Around a few hundred teenagers and young adults alike had come to the audition. Kagome knew it was going to be a rough day, but who was she to complain when so many people coming meant that Miko was a brand they all desired to become a part of?

A girl with curly brown hair and a heart-shaped face in a string bikini stomped confidently towards Kagome's table, spun around as she hit the mark and stomped back again.

Kagome had to admit, this girl was pretty, but she just didn't have it.

She pretended to look thoughtful and scribbled something down quickly. "Thank you, that'll be all. We'll let you know if you made it by the end of the month. Next please!"

The afternoon droned on, and it wasn't until around eighty female models left till she found the girl she wanted.

The girl had long, straight black hair with neat bangs. Her red eyeshadow brought out the dazzling brown in her eyes. Her lips were full and glossy, and there was something about the way she walked that showed that air of confidence and beauty.

Kagome analyzed her critically but found nothing that she could disapprove of. Her figure was much healthier than those anorexic girls who looked as if they might faint any second. Her curves showed a feminine and sexy hint that would definitely draw in more customers to her brand.

"That was excellent," Kagome nodded as the girl finished her walk. Ayame took the hint, which was the word "excellent" and prepared the sheet of paper with the girl's information to be sent to Human Resources.

The girl smiled warmly before going out of the room. Kagome had a really good feeling about her, which left her cheery and bubbly. Which also made her staff uneasy. They had rarely seen a bubbly Kagome Higurashi. That was unheard of.

Soon, a petite girl came in shyly. She was tiny, but her body was gorgeous and womanlike. Her doe-like eyes could draw in thousands of people, and one of those cute dimpled smiles could make millions scream "kawaii!".

Kagome took one look at her and repeated that "excellent" line for Ayame. She sunk into her chair, satisfied so far with her day's work.

Next came the male models. Kagome had to kept herself from drooling at all those abs and the hotness they all emitted.

Ayame was practically squealing with joy.

"Oh yea he's so hot! We should totally go for him!" and "Hey Kagome, can I steal his number? I mean, it's not really called stealing, it's written right here!" and "He is the most gorgeous hunk I've ever seen!" were the frequent phrases that spilled out of Ayame's mouth. Kagome silently agreed but had to be businesslike – or act businesslike at least. She tried to tune Ayame out for the rest of the afternoon.

Near the end, Kagome had decided to hire a blue-eyed man with a spectacular six pack that made her almost, almost, squeal like Ayame. His confident stride represented exactly what Miko was. And by the looks Ayame shot her, Kagome was sure Ayame would beat the hell out of her if she didn't hire that man.

"Next please!"

And Kagome Higurashi learned the definition of speechless.

The next man who entered chose to wear an unbuttoned black dress shirt with tight jeans. Kagome had to prop her chin with her hand to keep her mouth from falling wide open. He was oozing pheromones, and she barely registered how Ayame half tumbled off her chair.

He had midnight black hair which was long and flowed to his lower back. The man wore a golden mask that hid the upper half of his face, leaving his aristocratic nose and kissable lips in view. Kagome swore that all the women in the room were drooling like dumb fools, hands down. She herself was finding it more than difficult to keep her eyes off of him, and she was a girl who was never fazed by a man. Never, as in never.

As the male model reached Kagome, something felt wrong. Very wrong. Very very wrong. There was just something too familiar about that cocky posture, and the way a cunning smirk made its way to that mouth. Kagome was positive she'd know that chiseled chest anywhere. One more look at the man's golden eyes confirmed it all.

"TAKAHASHI! WHAT THE HELL?"

Inuyasha was chortling with laughter as he stood in front of Kagome's table, ripping his mask off and tossing it gently on the marble floor. The rest of the staff were speechless, or murmuring around to ensure that their ears had not deceived them. "Takahashi? As in the Inuyasha Takahashi?"

"Oh my god Kagome, you should've seen your face! You were worshipping my awesome body before you suddenly snapped like that!" He was still laughing like a buffoon before Kagome came to her senses and smacked his chest – hard.

"Stop laughing idiot! This is so not funny!"

"Oh it is sweetheart, you know it is." He was acting as if he had tears rolling down his cheeks from all that laughing and pretended to wipe them away.

"This is my company! What on earth are you doing here? Miko and Takahashi Corp are rivals! Get out before I sue you for trying to sneak in and steal our company's private information or something."

"Just came over to see if I could become a model for Miko. Apparently, I think I can. So you all approve eh?" He turned around and winked at everyone who was watching. They were all stunned and no one knew how to react. The room became deadly quiet as they registered the unhealthy shade of read Kagome's face had turned.

Then, Inuyasha reached out for her hand and placed a sultry kiss on it. "And by the way, Kagome, you look absolutely edible today."

Kagome growled out loud in warning, which caused half her staff to back away. They knew that sound far too well.

"TAKAHASHI YOU ARE GOING DOWN!"

End of chapter 2! How do you like it?