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They have nothing to do with this.”
    “I told you, the family doesn’t forgive. Voda holds blame in this whole scenario too. They sent you to Onsen, after all. The family hasn’t touched them because Uncle is standing in their way. He’s exerting the power I never could and making even Atsuji fall in line. He’s a true head of the family. The only way to save Voda from the family’s wrath is to make sure he stays the head.” He shrugged. “I couldn’t give a shit about Voda. If they tank, that’s one less rival to steal Onsen’s customers.”
    “You heartless bastard. You know Voda didn’t send me to Onsen to set Hotsuma free. That was a fluke, a stupid coincidence.”
    “Details. The outcome is all the family cares about.” He ran his finger over the edge of the towel, tugging at it again. “I, on the other hand, am not up for all that drama just yet. If I have the proper distraction… say, finding out all the things the water can do to your body and how you’ll react when I do them…”
    “I hate you.”
    “So, is that a vote for putting everything out in the open and getting the ball rolling on the re-imprisonment of Uncle, your divorce, and the downfall of Voda?”
    Her shoulders slumped, and she let her hands drop to her sides. He’d won and he knew it. She had no choice. She didn’t have the power to go against the Mizuno family to protect Hotsuma and Voda. She probably never would. There was only one thing she could do.
    Masato pulled the towel open and let it drop. His gaze roamed over her body as he licked his lips. “Oh, yes. I can be very distracted with you. But not yet.” He glanced at the bedroom door. “Looks like Uncle is on his way back.”
    Lulu couldn’t stop her sigh of relief but she bristled when Masato laughed.
    “That’s not a reprieve, sweetheart. You’ll be seeing me again. When you do, I’ll have you screaming with pleasure just like earlier.” His laughter got louder as he walked back into the bathroom.
    She snatched up her towel and wrapped it around her body before running after him and slamming the door shut.
    Hotsuma entered the bedroom and frowned at her. “Lulu?”
    She forced herself to smile. “Sorry. I tried to swing the door closed and misjudged my strength. Did the phone call go okay?”
    A haunted expression crossed Hotsuma’s face. “Fine. The family is stressing about nothing, as usual.”
    “Get some sleep. You look tired.”
    “You too.” He opened his arms.
    Lulu crossed the room and embraced him with all her strength. She welcomed the feel of his arms around her, blotting out the memory of Masato and what he’d done. “I guess we’ve both had a busy day.”
    “Yes, we have.” He sighed and gave her a squeeze before releasing her. “Tomorrow will be even busier for me.”
    “Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help. I am familiar with hotel management.”
    “Yes, you are, and you know I will. For now, I can handle it. But thank you.” He kissed her forehead and then walked to the bathroom.
    Lulu wanted to cry out for him to stop. She held her breath when he opened the door and walked in. When no angered yelling started, she assumed Masato had left.
    Masato.
    A whole-body shiver made her clutch her towel. She needed to find a way to deal with him that didn’t involve sex.

Chapter Three
     
    The next few days had Lulu too paranoid to use her own shower. The hotel’s public bath and her excuse of slumming it to assess customer satisfaction became her refuge. Hotsuma thought she had the hotel’s best interests at heart, and Masato wouldn’t dare touch her while surrounded by people. So far her bet had paid off. Sure, she had to share a shower with a bunch of other women, but at least she didn’t have to share it with Masato.
    She didn’t know how long he would allow her to keep avoiding him, though. She needed to come up with a better solution before this one backfired on her and led straight to the outcome she wanted to