WARNING: DRUG USAGE IN THIS CHAPTER (WEED), MENTION OF A DEAD BODY

HEELS TAPPING AGAINST THE FRESHLY WAXED FLOOR as you would tap your perfectly manicured fingers on the desk. The pretty receptionist seemed to be growing annoyed at your taping as she put the phone down to look at you. She cleared her throat before speaking, "May I help you?" She asked.

"I'm here to see Mr. Fushiguro.'' You firmly said.

The receptionist popped her gum aggressively as she flashed you a fake smile. "He isn't in yet, would you like to leave a message?" She asked you. Her brown eyes look you up and down.

"I'll wait." You interjected before walking over to one of the chairs that were sitting in the lobby. You crossed your legs over one another, your skirt lifting a bit gaining attention from businessmen walking by you. Your eyes were on your phone and you were texting Carson who was at the airport returning back to the States. You were going to miss your best friend even though Choso seemed to swindle his way into you guys' friendship. While you were texting, you felt a presence in front of you and when you looked you saw Toji looking down at you.

"Great, you're here. We need to talk." You said as you looked at him standing up and walking by his side as he motioned for you to follow him.

As you walked by his side, there was only silence between you two as he opened the door to his office. You walked in taking in your surroundings. His office was huge, bigger than the room you slept in at night. Your fingertips dragged alongside the huge black desk that was in the office space. You walked towards the large window that had a wonderful view. You never actually stepped into Toji's world. Nights after you two had sex, he'll mention work here and there. His expensive gifts showed how thick the job made his wallet. Months ago, that would have you smiling from ear to ear like a kid in a candy store. But today, you no longer looked at him like that. Your mind telling yourself it's because of the marriage and the kids, but your heart was also pushing that you liked Geto. The nights of wonderful sex with Toji always sat heavy in your heart because how could you not pick up the signs. Ghosting, always sending a company car to pick you up, and the list goes on. How could you be so stupid?

"We need to talk." You said out loud before your eyes were forced to look at him.

If this was the you a couple of months ago would compliment how good he looked right now. But when you looked at Toji, you felt regret pooling in the pit of your stomach. The thought of his wife finding out always lingered in your mind. Your morals may have gone out the window when you signed up to be a cam worker, but breaking a happy home was something you couldn't stand by. It went against your morals.

"You can't love me Toji." Your voice cracked even letting those words tumble out of your mouth.

"[Y/N]-"

"No, listen to me. You can't utter those words to me while wearing a wedding ring." You said as you stepped forward towards him. "Go be happy with your family, with your son." Your eyes looked at the picture of his family that was on the desk.

"I can leave her."

"No, you won't because you would have done it before even engaging with me the way we were," You said as you looked at him. "I don't fit into this lifestyle, Toji, that's why. I'm a cam girl."

"[Y/N], please." Toji pleaded.

"I'm not done yet." You snapped before you looked at him. "You love the idea of me Toji, I'm every man's fantasy, and the fact that you had BVYGRL007 is what stroked your ego. You won't leave your wife for me, you couldn't even sit through a dinner with me." You explained and you could see that you were breaking his heart as each word stumbled out your mouth.

"So, this is me saying we're done Toji. I no longer want to be associated with you," Your hands went up to undo the diamond necklace he brought you and you would place it on his desk before walking towards the door.

"It's because of him, isn't it? That same fuckin cam boy you told not to worry about" You heard Toji questioning, which caused you to turn around to look at him.

You thought about it for a second to think about it. Your eyes stared at Toji as a faint smile appeared on your face.

"Yes." You bluntly admitted before leaving Toji's office, nearly bumping into Choso who was about to enter it.

"Sorry." You said as you walked by him ignoring the look he gave you. Which he started to follow you.

"Don't tell me you broke his heart?" Choso asked.

"You were the one to say put closure on it," You reminded him.

"Not when he has a fucking board meeting that could increase not only his salary but my pay as an intern," Choso whined as he looked down at you.

"My fault," You responded giving him an innocent smile. "I'm sorry, he'll be okay. He'll find a replacement."

Choso would run his fingers through his hair before he would look at you. "I did more research on Jules, but I'll hit you up when I'm done here." He says. "Time to be his fucking therapist because his heart is broken." Choso sighed as he turned around to walk towards Toji's office. 

You walked out of the building and as you walked out of the building, you held the door open for a beautiful woman. Her hair was done perfectly in these perfect loose curls that flowed down her back. She was ushering for two little children in the building. "Let's go surprise your father Megumi." She chirped with so much glee in her voice.

"Thank you," She says to you with a smile, her eyes looking you up and down. "Love your shoes." She complimented it, causing you to force a smile.

"Thank you," You responded.

That was her. That was Toji's wife and his children. As you watch them walk into the building and not bother to let the front desk know, you realize that you've made the best decision. You officially wiped your hands of Toji Fushiguro. For good.

WHEN YOU MADE IT BACK HOME, you were beyond stressed. With Toji not being in your life anymore, university work, your subscribers demanding content or they were going to unsubscribe due to you getting your account back, and then with your poor ranking of nineteen on CAMPOP. Despite the wonderful blowjob stream with Geto, it seems like he was the one that got boosted up in the rankings and not you. It didn't really bother you, but it did feel heavy on your heart. Especially given that you had the number one ranking for weeks.

You plopped down on your couch trying to think of stream ideas. You could masturbate for your subscribers, but that would just be boring. Your eyes stared at the ceiling trying to think, but a knock on the door interrupted your thoughts. You pushed yourself off your couch going to get the door. When you opened it, Geto stood at the doorway with a huge smile.

"What has you so happy at this hour?" You questioned. Your perfectly arched eyebrows raised at him as he was giving you a grin.

"I'm back at the top, got a wonderful grade on my film project, and I live a couple of doors down from such a beautiful woman." He says, causing you to chuckle.

You stepped aside so he could walk in. You always seem to get a whiff of his cologne every time he is near you. Your nostrils grew accustomed to his scent which you wouldn't mind smelling every day. As he plopped down on your couch, his legs spread a bit as he let out a happy sigh. "So I have come to celebrate." He huffed.

"At least one of us is having a good day." You sat down next to him tugging your knees to your chest.

Geto stared at you with so much worry in his eyes. His hands grabbing your wrist tugging you closer to him. You leaned in his touch and his toned tattooed arms wrapped around your shoulders. "Want to talk about it?" He questioned.

"Where do I even start, my account is back but I'm at nineteen on CAMPOP rankings. I think you stole all the shine in the last stream," You playfully slapped his arm causing him to let out a laugh.

"You haven't had your account for a while, you have to gain their attention back. If you want, we can do a stream on your page next," Geto suggested as his fingertips traced alongside your arm.

"That would be a good idea," You said. You then looked at him, "I talked to Toji." You soon blurted out.

You could feel Geto's whole demeanor changed as you were leaning against him. You pulled yourself out of his grasp and climbed onto his lap so that you could say what you had to say. "I told him that we can't see each other anymore and I have moved on," You admitted.

"How'd he take it? [Y/N], he admitted to loving you. That's one strong ass word," Geto said as his hands were on your thighs.

"Obviously badly, he said he would leave his wife. But I shut that down quickly." You explained.

"Good."

"Good?" You questioned. You looked at Geto noticing that he was staring directly at you. Tattooed fingers tracing small shapes on your thighs.

"Yes, I was afraid that you would go back to him and then you'll not want to do the collabs anymore. 'Cause frankly, I can't compete with what he can give you. He can give you jewelry, expensive shoes, and trips with just a snap of his fin-"

Your lips interrupted Geto's rambling, his grip on your thighs tightening as you brought him closer to deepen the kiss. When you forced yourself to pull away, you gave him a smile. "I don't want you to have to compete for me Geto. I only see you."

"Is this you admitting that you like me?" Geto asked. His head tilted to the side like a clueless puppy asking for more cuddles with its owner.

"Do I have to spell it out for you SUGURUSUGA?" You asked. You mimic his head tilt also.

You watched a smile creep on his face as his arms wrapped around your waist to bring you closer to his body. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you were hugging him. You felt at peace as this newest chapter with him was beginning to start.

"You don't have to spell it out, just get my name tattooed on you so I know it's real," Geto said as he was hugging you which you quickly pulled away.

"You first!" You said as you climbed out of his lap to go to the kitchen.

Geto stood up also, "We need to celebrate, so I'll be right back." He said as he was walking towards the door.

"Please don't bring no strong ass alcohol in here." You whined. "I have class tomorrow morning," You soon add.

"I won't. Just relax and calm down." He said as he left your apartment.

You were curious about what he was going to get. You opened your fridge grabbing a bottle of water making your way back to the couch and flipped the television on. You settled on some random JDrama tv show, sinking into your seat to make yourself more comfortable. You could hear your apartment door open and close before Geto once again on your couch.

When you glanced open, Geto had a rolled blunt in between his lips. He was shoving his large hands in his pants searching for his lighter. "Do you smoke?" He questioned.

You would look at him with such a clueless look. It wasn't the fact that you haven't smoked weed before, it's just seeing Geto smoke caused your palms to become sweaty. He looked attractive as he lit the rolled substance that was in between his lips. He placed the lighter on your coffee table and leaned back blowing the intoxicating smell in the air. You pushed yourself off the couch to go light candles because you really didn't need any other tenants knocking on the door about the smell. Even though you were sure that you lived on a floor filled with college students who most likely did drugs to surpass the stressful lifestyle of college.

"You never answered my question." Geto pointed out once you placed a vanilla-scented candle in the middle of the coffee table.

"Occasionally with Carson when we lived together," You answered. "Haven't done it since moving here though."

Geto would only nod as he would pass you the blunt. He had some sly smirk on his face as if the weed he inhaled caused him to calm down. His body was relaxed on your coach and his head fell back as he was staring at the ceiling. You brought the rolled substance to your lips, your clear lip gloss staining the rolling paper Geto used to roll. You took a long puff from the blunt, your lungs ached due to the huge puff you took. You let out a cough which Geto's head snapped so quickly to look at you.

"Are you okay?" Geto questioned as he took the blunt from your fingers. "You can't just take a huge puff like that [Y/N]." He said as he would lean over to rub at your back.

The tattooed male would take another hit from the blunt before passing it back to you. "Here." He said as his dark-colored eyes stared at you as you took the blunt once again. His tongue glided across his lower lip as he watched you take a hit from the intoxicating drug. It was quite attractive to him.

"Sorry, I got lip gloss on it." You would say as you passed it back to Geto. The scent of marijuana lingered on your lips as you looked at Geto who was staring at you in the most intense manner causing you to shift yourself in your seat.

"I've been in between your legs before, you really think I care about some freaking lip gloss." Geto bluntly told you.

He made a good point. Minutes have passed and both of you had managed to finish the blunt. Eyes staining the color red and eyelids practically drooping as if the two of you were fighting your sleep. "We should go get snacks." Geto huffed as he stared down at you. Your head was placed on his lap as you were on your phone trying to text Choso. You were oddly stuck on trying to text the word update.

"We can do that." You said as you would place your phone on the table and slide on your Chanel slides. As you highly stared at the shoes, your mind forced you to remember that the shoes were a gift from Toji. You let out a sigh before helping Geto off the couch.

"Mr. Sukuki is going to be so excited to see us," Geto said, his words were coming out as a whisper and you wanted to question why was he whispering. However, you had to remember that the two of you were high as ever at the moment.

As you two made your way down to the lobby of your apartment building, the two of you noticed people were watching the large television that was sitting in the nicely decorated lobby. The two of you ignored the harsh murmurs as you made your way next door to Mr. Sukuki's store. He'll give you a sly wave before his eyes go back to the television near the counter. He was watching the same thing people in the lobby were watching.

"Want me to make you some ramen?" Geto asked as he looked at you, his large arms wrapped around your shoulder.

"I think you're too high to do that task, but if you want." You let out a giggle before wiggling out of his grasp to go pick out some drinks for you. Eventually picking up the same brand of drink he suggested when you two first met.

You would walk around the store picking up random snacks for you two to eat. Your tastebuds craved practically everything, you were sure it was because of the weed you consumed minutes ago. You walked towards Geto who was at the counter already with the ramen he made. His eyes were staring at the television that Mr. Sukaki was watching.

"Mr. Sukaki could you turn it up please?" Geto asked and the older man behind the counter did what he asked before he started ringing up the two of you stuff.

You noticed how Geto froze up. His lips trembled as he was listening to what was on the tv. His fist clenched so tightly his tattooed knuckles were turning pale.

"The parents of the girl has stated due to this heart-shaped locket that this body that has been found tonight is confirmed to be 18-year old Ayaki Takahashi." The news reporter stated as she had fear glossing her eyes.

"Geto, are you okay?" You questioned, you would hand Mr. Sukaki your card due to Geto's dull-colored eyes not leaving the television.

He didn't even answer your question. He ignored it as he broke the gaze he had on the small television.

"I have to call Jules, Sorry [Y/N]." was the only thing that left his lips as he left the store in a hurry.

You stood there with the snacks you had just brought and the high from the weed you smoked was completely gone. The sharp turn of emotions from Geto caused you to sober up with a quickness. You thanked Mr. Sukaki as you were grabbing your bag and taking the hot bowl of ramen that was meant for you and Geto to share. You walked outside sitting at one of the small tables outside the store, you pulled your phone out. When you heard Choso's voice on the other end, you didn't even let him greet you.

"Choso, who the hell is Ayaki Takahashi?" You asked.

Who was she? And why did her body being found caused Geto to turn as pale as a ghost? Then on top of that, he wanted to talk to Jules. To your knowledge, he hated the woman's guts.

You had to find out.