Never again

At the age of 26, I had sex with someone whom I loathe the most.

My body is full of hickeys. My vagina is hurting. My waist has been tossed around. My bosoms have been twisted, tweaked, sucked, nibbled, and played with. He kissed me all over the place and looked smug when I asked him for more.

The most shameful part is that I liked it.

Am I secretly like my mother? She slept with Kamiyama Shintaro. I followed her footsteps. I slept with Kamiyama Shintaro's son.

Apple doesn't fall far from the tree. The only difference is that I am not married. At least, I didn't cheat on anyone.

Ah, right! He is technically my brother, though we don't share a drop of blood.

I guess it is bad.

I sigh and look at my enemy. After he broke my house and my chastity, he is sleeping in front of me. My enemy has an unreasonably attractive face. His sculpted body can entice anybody in the world. He is also infamous for being a womanizer. Numerous actresses and high-class women have claimed that they have dated him and slept with him. He never denied any claim or commented on the tabloid news.

I still hate him though. Having sex doesn't mean that enmity between us is over.

I collect my clothes from the floor. I find the bathroom and turn on the shower. I wonder what I should do now. He won't try to seduce me again, would he? I have no interest in sleeping with him again.

One mistake is enough.

Suddenly, the bathroom door is pushed open. He is standing there, completely naked.

"What are you doing?" I ask him with a low voice. He walks inside and stands close to me. He lifts my chin and looks into my eyes with a placid expression. His hair is wet and dripping.

"Don't speak about what happened between us to anyone. If it gets out, I will kill you. Don't think that you can become my woman."

This damned man! He thinks too highly of himself.

"Kamiyama Bastard!" I push him away. "It is I who is ashamed that I had sex with someone like you. Who wants to be your woman? It was better if I had a one night stand with a stranger instead of you."

"You didn't look ashamed when I was fucking you. You were screaming for more." He pushes me against the wall and glowers at me. "You are just a slut. You can fuck whoever you want, but you can't speak a word about this. I am warning you. Never speak about this."

I laugh. If he thinks that he can hurt me with words, then he is a fool. I have been already desensitized by the world when they were pointing at me because my mother cheated on my father.

"You and I are still technically brother and sister. If this ever goes out, my life will never be peaceful. Those reporters will keep bothering me. All I want is to go back to my house. I don't want to have any relationship with you or your family. Got it?"

***

His eyes search for the lies in her eyes. She isn't lying. She truly doesn't want to have any relationship with him. He doesn't know why he feels disappointed. She is right. They are technically brother and sister. He doesn't care about that fact.

In reality, he wouldn't have cared about this if the situation wasn't already bad.

Kamiyama Shintaro's scandal with his step-mother is already out. Kamiyama Groups' shares are also affected. His enemies are trying to use this against him. If she goes around and reveals that she slept with him, things would become worse.

"Okay." He looks into her eyes. "I will deal with it and try to send you back to your house as soon as possible. Until then, behave."

"Would I?" She smiles at him brightly. His heart skips a beat. It is the first time when he sees her smile like that. "I can't promise that. You are still my enemy, Kamiyama. I hate you and your family. The only thing that I can promise is this."

She leans closer to him and whispers to him, "I won't tell anyone that you fucked your sister."

"You!" He grabs her hair. "Don't play with me."

She grabs his balls, ready to squeeze them without mercy. "If you pull a single hair of mine, I won't be easy on them either."

They stared hard at each other with raw hate. None of them let go. Their body is wet and the blood is hot. Kiyohira glances at the hickeys on her body and slightly feels guilty for his handiwork.

He doesn't want a woman like her. He is just falling for her tempting body. He lets go of her hair and grabs her chin. He bends down his head and kisses her mouth. His tongue twists and plays with hers. She reaches only his chest. He pulls her up with his other hand. She wraps her legs around his waist.

They pause and gasp for air. Her face is flushing red.

"Only for this time," She mutters. "We won't do it again."

"Never again." He agrees.