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Kiyomi was sitting on her swirl char, relaxed, messaging her temple as she looked at the screen of her laptop

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Kiyomi was sitting on her swirl char, relaxed, messaging her temple as she looked at the screen of her laptop. She decided to work in her office instead of her house. It is getting boring lately.

She glances at the door as someone knocks. "Come in," she said without getting her eyes off-screen.

"Miss Kiyomi, you have a visitor," Kiana informed; it was her assistant. Kiyomi pauses her work, raising her head looking at Kiana with awe. Who might be?

"It's Mister Rindou Haitani," her assitant asserted.

She eye-sided, pursing her lips and thinking about why Rindou wants to see her. "Let him in," she said in an after a moment's reflection.

"You can come in, Sir," her assistant opens the door for Rindou, letting him into his office. He flirtatiously smiled at her assistant. "Thanks, Kiana." He soothed, making her assistant coy smile.

"Ahem," Kiyomi faked a cough. She closed her laptop, diverting her attention to Rindou, who was a playful smile on his face plastered.

He sat in front of her, laying his back comfortably on the chair, looking around and familiarizing himself in Kiyomi's office. "Let's have fun, baby. I'm bored."

Kiyomi sighed. "You came here and interrupted my work because you're bored?" Her eye left twitch, unbelievable! She looked at him with apathy.

But Rindou didn't come to her only to bother her work. "Just kidding, baby girl, I came here to take you shopping." He wants to take her out today, buy her a dress for the party, and take out his black card.

𝗗𝗜𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨, 𝖱𝖺𝗇 𝖧𝖺𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗂Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora