Renji's brows creased, full of confusion, his heart pounding now not just from the surprise but from the intensity of her proximity. "What are you talking about? Let go of me!"
She didn't budge, her slender hourglass figure molded against him in a way that was both intimidating and distractingly alluring.
Her eyes narrowed, catching the way his gaze involuntarily dipped downward.
"You think you're very clever, huh? I know exactly what you're trying to do. I've seen the way you look at Mrs. Hoshizawa. You look at her like she's some prize you're scheming to claim."
She paused, her lips curling into a sneer as she noticed his eyes fall. "And now you're looking at me the same way, you shameless pervert."
Renji swallowed hard, trying to regain composure. "I don't—"
"The last guy might have pegged you for just wanting her money," Akira cut him off, her tone dripping with disdain, "but I see right through you. I know what you really want."
