I was watching the blue sky from the airplane window, sipping on a carton of orange juice through a straw. It wouldn't take that much more to arrive at my destination; according to the pilot, we would be landing in India in just over 30 minutes. I'd been planning this trip for a month, shaping my plans through conversations between Hiroki and Mori Saito as well as Instagram posts by that cow Komachi.

My initial intended trip was actually to Edinburgh, Scotland. I had listened to both him and his uncle mention the country several times in my recordings. This was mainly on account of the fact that it was where Hiroki had been living for three years. Apparently, both he and his skanky new girlfriend were working as photographers for a Scottish tourism magazine owned by a friend of Saito's, which meant that they both traveled to different countries to write articles and capture their natural beauty and cultural sights on camera.

I never thought that Hiroki would ever contemplate working in a profession of this kind, I believed he would try his hand at something more oriented to sports or physical activities. I do wonder if it was due to the whore's involvement in his life that he decided to follow this career path. My blood boils just thinking of that possibility. It wasn't good enough for her to steal my man away from me, this bitch also had to convince him to work in the same field as her too?! What gets me even madder is knowing that they work as a duo, so they always travel together.

Almost feels as if she is bragging about it right on my face, even though we've never met each other.

The bitch doesn't know what is coming her way. It will be an spectacle!

But I reckon I should thank her, or rather her instagram posts.

Mori Saito left for a business trip two months ago, so there were no more recordable conversations. I only found out about Hiroki's trip to India from how excited the little slut was about spending two weeks in said country with ''her Hiro-chan".

The moment I saw that, I changed my plans from going to Scotland to heading to India. I guess you could say I had a flash of enlightenment.

I know that deep down Hiroki still loves me wholly, much more than this failed attempt of a woman he's currently dating. But the trauma I dealt him and the brutal way I left him in the past for the shitty man known as Kokujin are things that must still scar him, so it's clear that no matter how much his heart hankers fr my presence, he will hesitate to talk to me privately.

Alas, I'm afraid I'll have to take heavier measures so that our love an blossoom again.

I'm going to kidnap him.

That's why I decided to go to India. Not only is Scotland a country that doesn't have a large population, but it's also secure and doesn't have so many cases of violence or crime, unlike India which, due to its high population density and social inequality, means that cases of crime are higher and more normalized in the country's reality.

Between kidnapping someone in a peaceful country with a low human concentration and another that is more chaotic and has a large mass of people, in which one would my crime attract the most attention?

A brilliant choice on my part, right?

No one is going to give a rat's ass about the kidnapping of a tourist in a place where everyone is preoccupied with much graver matters.

I've booked a room in some third-rate hotel so I don't stand out and, if they decide to look for Hiroki, which I doubt they will, it will make the process harder.

As soon as I knock him out and move him to my room, I'll administer a few doses of an aphrodisiac to make him aroused beyond what he would normally experience. The urge will eat him up from the inside and he won't be able to resist me.

It'll be so much fun teasing you until you implore me to fuck you, Hiroki.

It's going to be tough for me too, but I'm going to make sure I torment you sensually, it will be so worth it to see how your hard cock twitches with every light caress of my fingers and how my warm breath on your neck makes you shiver. When your eyes tear up and you start desperately pleading with me to let you come, that will be the point at which I'll welcome you inside me.

Once your mind is solely occupied by me, I'll kidnap that slut to make her watch live and in color as you become mine. I bet the look on her face when she sees the man she loves impregnate me, the true love of his life, will be exceptionally amusing.

Fufufu.

I can't wait for all the fun and pleasure that is in store for us.

xxxxx

After checking in, I left my belongings in the room, picked up a small backpack where I'd kept the somniferous substance I'd managed to acquire from one of my former clients, and set off outside.

I called an Uber and made my way to one of the most luxurious hotels in the entire city, the Taj Mahal Palace & Tower.

It was in a place as grand as this that Hiroki and the bitch were staying. I couldn't help myself and felt a pinch of jealousy prick me.

I'm well aware that they came for work, but I admit that I wanted to be in that slut's shoes. It would be so fabulous to be able to enjoy a night of wild sex with my lover in such a grand building.

But that can be rectified in the future when we're married, fufufu

Since just one night in this hotel is worth more than all the money I had, in my bank acount, I'll have to limit myself to stalking the two of them until my opportunity arises.

Getting out of the Uber after arriving in the vicinity of the hotel, I stepped into a café that was located right in front of the Taj Mahal. Putting my sunglasses on, I sat at one of the tables sipping a frapuccino I had ordered. It was 09:50 am. In that bitch's goodnight instagram post from the day before, she told me that they had to leave at 10:00am to start their work, so all I had to do was wait.

The hot morning sun was stinging my skin, so I applied some sunscreen.

Ten minutes later, I caught a glimpse of a couple coming out of the hotel lobby, both with large backpacks on their shoulders and two cameras dangling from their necks.

Well, it's time to set the plan in motion.

Leaving the money on the table, I strode with swift steps, always keeping a good distance between me and the two of them.

I prefer to follow them in this fashion. It may have been more than five years and we may both have changed a lot, but I can't rule out the chance of Hiroki recognizing me if I try to get closer.

I then spent the next three hours following them. They went past various monuments and tourist sites in the city. At each place, Hiroki and the bitch took photos, wrote notes in their notebooks and recorded the area with drones to get an aerial panorama of the sites.

My temper was thinning fast. Not by the length of time, but by seeing how every time they wrapped up work on a site, they would join hands while beaming warm smiles at each other.

Guh, stop looking at my man with those passionate eyes! I so want to rub her face in that asphalt every time she does that. Knowing I can't turns me crazy!

The worst thing was that so far, there hadn't been a moment when they'd split up and been in emptier areas. I needed that to happen to go on with my scheme. However, that lack of luck was about to change.

I kept walking a few meters behind them, getting into a small alley when they halted and looked around. That bitch Komachi then pointed to an establishment. It was a fairly run-down restaurant. From the way she was talking and signaling to Hiroki, it sounded like she wanted to go to the bathroom.

The tramp then went into the place, leaving Hiroki alone. He glanced at his watch as he stood there, but soon, he moved to the corner of the restaurant and leaned against the wall.

There's hardly anyone else wandering down the street, this is the perfect chance!

Taking off my backpack and putting it on the floor, I picked up the bottle containing the liquid and a piece of cloth, pouring the solution into it. The diner is small and behind it there's a large area full of bushes, and beyond that there seems to be another street. I can circle around the place and sneakily grab Hiroki from behind. Once he is unconscious, I just need to drag him into the bushes.

From what I can observe, there seems to be a taxi station on the street behind the small field. All the better, it'll spare me the hassle of needing to drag him somewhere less inconspicuous and wait for the bitch to leave.

Once she's out of here while searching for Hiroki, all I have to do is take him to my hotel and chain him to the bed. From there I have to apply a strong aphrodisiac to drive him to insanity. I must induce his mind to think exclusively of me. I've read in an article by a well known scientist that a good hypnotic suggestion is to make the person listen to a particular subject for hours. I'll leave a tape recorder playing the phrase ''Nao is the woman I love, I want to be hers'' while he sleeps and at the same time feels the effects of the aphrodisiac. Stimulating him a little physically during this time will also help to increase his hunger for pleasure.

I'll do this until he wakes up and continue to do so ' till he repeats the words from the recording, at that moment, I'll devour him completely!

Hyaa~ my nipples are growing hard, we'll do tons of enjoyable activities today ❤️

"'Let's roll." I mumbled with a low moan as I felt my nipples graze against my bra.

As I was about to cross the street, I heard a pair of footsteps coming up behind me and a hand gripping my arm, pulling me back almost to the middle of the narrow alley. I was so stunned that I had no reaction. The restraining hand then released its grip on me.

Turning around, I saw three men standing still. They seemed to be in their 30s. All three were dressed casually in jeans and dark T-shirts, a few accessories adorning their necks and wrists while their skin was filled with tattoos. They then advanced, stopping in front of me.

I looked at the unknown guys apprehensively. The one in the middle, with short dark hair, took a step forward. His mouth then moved as he uttered a series of words.

''...''

I didn't understand a thing.

Seeing my expression of confusion, he changed his approach, this time speaking in English. It's no use, dude, I don't speak English neither, I've never been interested in studying the language. They're probably playboys trying to flirt with me, those cocky smirks gives me that sort of impression. You can try, boys, but I don't have the slightest interest in you, not to mention the distraction you're causing me at an essential hour.

Casting an aggrieved look at them, I walked purposefully over to the one who was apparently the boss among the three and pushed him aside. I need to act as swiftly as I can, otherwise I'll be stuck waiting for another opportunity, and I don't know if I can hold back any longer, my whole being is yelling for me to have Hiroki in my arms today.

Once again, the black-haired man's hand shot out and seized my wrist. They've got to be kidding. I can't stay here with these nobodies!

"Let me go now, you son of a bitch!" - I shouted in Japanese, I didn't care if he couldn't understand my words, what mattered was that he understood that I didn't want to be with them. But something caught me off guard.

I saw a movement on the man's behalf, as if he wished to touch me.

?

What's that? I feel a burning sensation in my stomach, coupled with a sharp pain.

I brought my hand to the focus of this sensation and felt something hard with my fingers.

Is it an object?

I looked down, my eyes widening at what I saw. There was indeed an object firmly embedded in my stomach.

It was a knife.

Still wide-eyed, I watched as the man in front of me removed the knife, blood dripping from both the open wound and the gleaming blade. He then brought his hand back and stabbed me once more.

"Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" I cried out, but my mouth was muffled by one of the man's accomplices, preventing my screams from being heard by anyone. He then stared into my eyes, a sadistic glint present in his dark orbs.

Once his henchman took his hand from my mouth, I gave a few steps back, my legs feeling like jelly. I the fell to the ground, painfully hitting the back of my head.

It hurts a lot, it's as if the pain is searing through my whole body, corroding me. The blood keeps leaking out of my wounds, this quantity is too much. I won't be able to resist.

The men surrounding me then began to check my body, pulling my wallet out of my pants pocket and taking my backpack.

So that was it? These sons of bitches wanted to rob me? They stabbed me just for that? Any of them is physically stronger than me, they could have just pinned me against the wall and taken my stuff, how could they be so cruel as to stab a beautiful woman like me?

I can really sense the heat draining from my body. Am I seriously going to die in this dirty alley in a country I don't know? This will be my grave?

Am I going to die without regaining Hiroki? Without tasting his soft lips again? Without feeling how his arms wrap around my waist as our bodies entangle and he plants his hot seed inside my womb with the purpose of creating a new life?

No, no, no!

I'm not afraid of death, but not this way!

I don't want to die alone!

I found the strength to change my position and lay on my side. My body was ravaged by even more pain, it was unbearable. The three men who were rummaging through my backpack for valuables glanced at me. These fuckers are my last hope, whether I like it or not.

Raising a weak hand, I pointed in the direction of the restaurant, a patch of Hiroki's golden hair slightly visible to my eyes.

"B-bring...him to me...kill him next... to me." - I whispered weakly.

If I'm going to suffer, let it be alongside him. If I'm to die now, let it be holding hands with him while we feel the same kind of vivid pain as the signs of life slowly leaves our eyes.

If we die together, I'm sure our souls will be intertwined and we'll spend eternity in paradise, loving each other, sharing tender kisses and gentle hugs.

Yes, like that, then I'll have you forever. The two of us in eternal rest, wouldn't that be the greatest possible achievement? Our souls, which are much more valuable than our bodies, would be interconnected. So when we are reincarnated, fate will unite us again and we will live a new love as mortals!

That's my deepest wish! The ultimate blessing!

Come on, you had the nerve to stab me, what would be one more person to someone who already killed before? Do it!

My everlasting struggle caught their men looked at each other, and shrugged. They then stared at me disinterestedly, tossing the now empty backpack beside me, leaving the alley and heading in the opposite direction to the restaurant.

What the fuck?

Come back here! Don't deny me my last request in life!

Bring me my love, bring Hiroki to me!

Amid thoughts of resentment and anger, the silhouettes of two people walking hand in hand flashed by on the other side of the street. A blond man and a girl with medium-length black hair.

No, Hiroki, please don't.

I need you here with me. Notice me, come to me. Die with me!

"Hiroki, Hiroki, Hiroki..." - I repeated madly. My foggy vision began to blacken, my lungs finding it increasingly difficult to draw air in and let air out as a poignant pain tore at my heart.

"Hiroki..." - The name of my beloved was the last thing to escape my lips before the cold darkness that was death wrapped me in its icy arms.

xxxxx

"Hiroki..."

"Uhm?"

The boy stopped abruptly, his blue eyes scanning the scenery around him. Had someone called him? Hiroki swore he had heard his name being pronounced by a strangely familiar female voice, but now he was hearing nothing but the noise of passing vehicles and the murmurs of a handful of people.

"Have I gone mad?" - He muttered to himself, letting out a chuckle. One of the pedestrians must have spoken a word that sounded a bit like his name, confusing him. It could only be that, or just the whistle of the wind playing tricks on his audition.

"What is it, Hiro-chan?" - Komachi asked beside him, her dark eyes peering at Hiroki, curiosity mixed with concern on them.

"It's nothing honey, I just got a little distracted, that's all." - He said with a faint smile. Komachi raised an eyebrow, not quite believing him.

"All right then, if you say so." - The young woman said, dropping the topic. -"As I was telling you before you departed to dreamland, how about we take a stroll in an amusement park after we're done with the job?

We can loosen up a bit and have a lot of fun!" - She squealed, letting go of Hiroki's hand and stretching out her arms as if to emphasize her point.

Hiroki couldn't help but grunt.

"Does it really have to be today Komachi? I wanted to relax at the hotel after we finished." He complained with a pout. Komachi snickered, thinking how cute he was when he did that.

'Yes, it has to be today. I want to have some fun. And also, it won't be a bad deal for you either." - Komachi spoke enigmatically, making Hiroki stare at her.

"Hm? What do you mean?"

The woman merely grinned and walked over to Hiroki, her hands slipping under the boy's arms and touching his back. Komachi then pulled him to her, their chests making contact as the previously enigmatic smile morphed into a seductive one.

"If you come with me, I promise we'll have another kind of fun in our room tonight. You know, I have a new set of lingerie that I'm sure you'll love." - She spoke alluringly.

As he visualized his beautiful girlfriend posing provocatively in nothing but her new piece of underwear, Hiroki's face took on a reddish tinge that spread all the way to his ears.

"Going to the park sounds rather appealing now." - He spoke with a silly smile. Komachi giggled and planted a loving kiss on the young man's lips.

Coming back to her fiancé's side, she intertwined their fingers once more, the two of them laughing as they trudged along together under the bright sun.

xxxxx

Author's Note: And with this, we reach the end of the main story! Just as Nao treated Hiroki as a pathetic man in the past when she abandoned him for Kokujin, her death was pathetic too. Also, quite ironic that after doing everything to get Hiroki, her final moments happen while she is so close and yet so far away from the man she is in love/obssessed with.

I do plan to make one-shot chapters for the other girls from their pov and also an after story focusing on Hiroki's life with Komachi.(I'll probably do an in-between chapter too, showing Hiroki and Komachi meeting during their school days.)

What I'm curious to know is, would you guys want a what-if chapter where Nao actually succeeds with her plan?

Thank you for all of you that gave this a read and had fun with the story! I'll take some time to rest from writing before doing the side chapters.