Beneath the Surface: Secrets of an Obsessed Heart
Chapter 141 - 140

Chapter 141: Chapter 140

Hiro giggled, the sound light and sweet. "Sure, I’ll definitely tell you, but don’t worry too much. Big brother has done this lots of times. He leaves without saying anything but pops back in a few days or weeks. I assure you he’s fine. Don’t worry."

Michi let out a dramatic sigh. "Fine, fine. I’ll trust you this time." His tone shifted almost immediately. "So, what are you doing now? Up for another shopping spree? O actually found another restaurant you know. They serve high quality pizzas. The ones we ate last time weren’t that good. Do you wanna go?"

Hiro instinctively shook his head before realizing Michi couldn’t see him. "No, not today," he said, stifling a yawn. "I’m really tired, and Raiden’s birthday party is tonight. You’re coming, right?"

"Damn right I am!" Michi exclaimed, already sounding hyped. "I wouldn’t miss it for the world. How else am I gonna find a hot sugar daddy?"

Hiro burst into laughter. "So you’re dumping my brother?"

"Of course not!" Michi quickly denied. "He’s the ultimate sugar daddy! Sure, he has no money now, but I’m willing to get a side daddy and have a little fun while I wait for him."

"You’re unbelievable," Hiro said, shaking his head in amusement. Though, he wanted Michi to find someone and be happy. He wasn’t sure Sora liked guys and he didn’t want Michi to waste time over him. He was really happy and he wanted Michi to experience what he was experiencing.

Michi cackled. "Anyway, you should get some rest. We’ll talk later at the party."

"Okay. By—"

Before Hiro could even finish, Michi had already hung up. He chuckled, placing his phone on the nightstand. He turned onto his side, hugging a pillow close. The exhaustion from the last night finally caught up with him, and within moments, he drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

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Raiden sat at the head of the long, polished conference table, fingers drumming against the wood as he checked his wristwatch for what felt like the hundredth time. Only one hour? He bit back a groan. The meeting was supposed to last two hours, and he had a string of others lined up until lunch. The only thing keeping him sane was the knowledge that he’d get to see Hiro for at least two or three minutes in between each one.

Hiro told him he loves him.

Hiro celebrated his birthday with him.

Hiro organized a party for him.

And Hiro... Hiro said they could fuck whenever and wherever.

A sharp exhale left Raiden as heat coiled low in his stomach. He was already excited for tonight—there were so many things he wanted to do to Hiro. Images were flickering on the wide screen before him but all he could see was Hiro’s shapely fat jiggly butt. He could recall the way they felt against his palm when he spanked and squeezed them. How full his hands were whenever he cupped them and spread them open, revealing that tight pink hole in between that always winked at him seductively.

And whenever he plunged his dick inside...fuck.

He exhaled heavily through his nose.

Just thinking about it made his loins stir, his cock going as hard as a nail. He reached up, loosening his tie a little bit and shifting his posture to give more room in his pants. He was infinitely grateful that his seat was separated from the others and that his desk concealed the lower half of his body.

"...what do you think, sir?"

Raiden blinked, pushing away the vivid images in his head as his gaze snapped to the presenter at the front of the room. Shit. He hadn’t heard a single word.

His eyes flickered to Miss Ling, who gave him a small nod. That meant... it was okay? He cleared his throat, schooling his features into his usual composed expression.

"That’s a wonderful idea," he said smoothly. "We’ll invest. Meet Miss Ling for further details."

Silence.

Every single person in the room stiffened.

Had Mr. Yamato just agreed to invest?

Raiden caught Miss Ling’s slight movement in the corner of his eye—this time, she was shaking her head.

That was not a ’yes’ nod. That was an ’it’s okay to reject them’ nod.

Shit.

"R-Really, sir?" The presenter stammered in disbelief. "You’ll invest in Imperium Fragrances?"

Raiden frowned slightly for he vaguely remembered skimming through their proposal a few days ago. The project wasn’t terrible, but their perfumes were mediocre—nothing worth his time. Normally, he wouldn’t have even considered investing.

But he had already said yes.

His gaze remained steady as he nodded. "Yes. We’ll invest. However, there will be a few changes to the product. Your team will work with my risk assessment and innovation team to improve the scent and make it more marketable."

The presenter nodded quickly, looking both relieved and eager.

Raiden leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "Also, the face of your campaign will no longer be Aria Kwon."

A hushed murmur spread across the table. The popular idol had been their primary marketing strategy.

"It will be my boyfriend, Watanabe Hiro." Raiden continued. His tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation. "If you agree to these terms, you may meet with Miss Ling later to finalize the deal."

The presenter turned to his team leader, who gave a swift nod. They had been struggling for months to secure an investor. Their perfume wasn’t great, but working with the Yamato corporation? It was like a huge pie falling from heaven.

The presenter bowed deeply. "We agree, sir! Thank you!"

Miss Ling let out a soft sigh, her gaze flicking to Raiden.

Now they had to spend unnecessary money. Just what the hell was her boss thinking?

Raiden met her eyes and shrugged. Well, it wasn’t his fault that Hiro was so adorable and sexy that he couldn’t keep him out of his mind. Besides, he knew his team could handle it and this was an opportunity to put Hiro out there once again. He’d discuss it with Hiro first though and if Hiro agreed, they’d go ahead with it. If he didn’t, they’d find someone else.