The Underworld, Starting with Debt

A crisp sound rang out, followed by the chairman's suppressed roar.

"roll!"

"..."

"boom"

A moment later, the door was suddenly pushed open, making a violent jolt.

Daimon Ryūbo came out, saw Ito Koshitoki standing blankly in front of the door, glared at him fiercely, bumped his shoulder hard, and left.

Ito Koshito's eyes flickered, but he ultimately said nothing and looked up into the office.

A gentle breeze stirred the sheer curtains, letting in bright sunlight that shone on Naoko Daimon.

With one hand propped up on the windowsill to support her weak body, and the other holding her phone to her ear, her eyes were bloodshot as she stared coldly at Ito Kozue.

Ito Koshitoshi felt a little regretful; he shouldn't have let his curiosity get the better of him and eavesdropped on this gossip.

With a slight bow, Ito Koshitomo immediately prepared to flee.

"return!"

Naoko Daimon shouted, her voice like a biting cold wind, which blew Ito Koshitoshi back.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but then the call was answered.

......

In a luxurious office, a gaunt middle-aged man sat at his desk, holding his glasses in one hand and with the other hand under the desk, seemingly pressing something.

"Hey."

"Honey, lately the hotel has been having a lot of problems and isn't obeying my orders..."

"Ugh~ Kawa-kun, who's calling?"

Suddenly, a sweet, coquettish voice came from the other end of the phone, causing Naoko Daimon to pause in her speech.

"Keep your voice down, it's my wife calling."

Damon Kawa touched the female secretary's head and pressed it harder.

The female secretary rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "Tell me to keep my voice down? You didn't try to hide it yourself."

"Hey, honey, where were we?"

With her silver teeth biting her red lips so hard they turned white, Naoko Daimon managed to utter a few words.

"You take charge of the brigade headquarters."

"Okay, okay, I'll hang up now if there's nothing else."

Daimon Kawa gave a perfunctory reply and hung up the phone without waiting for Daimon Naoko to say anything.

"Beep-beep-"

"..."

"idiot!"

The phone was violently thrown to the ground, and the screen shattered instantly into a spiderweb pattern.

Naoko Daimon trembled with rage, the burning anger within her causing her ample bosom to heave and her red office lady uniform to ripple.

"Men, they're all the same, not one of them is any good."

Even in angry curses, the well-mannered tone of the voice remains pleasant to the ear, yet it is full of rage and a hint of barely perceptible sorrow.

Ito Koshito pursed his lips, quietly watching the woman with the highest status in the school lose her temper, silently lowering his eyes to minimize his presence.

"come over!"

Suddenly, Naoko Daimon turned her gaze to Koshitomo Ito, her expression unfriendly.

"Chairman."

Walking slowly to Naoko's door, Ito Koshitomo greeted her softly.

Naoko Daimon's height of 170cm is very high among women, and now that she's wearing high heels, she stands out even more.

However, Ito Koshitoki, who was standing in front of her, was still a head taller than her.

Looking up at him, his handsome face was bathed in the bright sunlight, his short, black hair swayed in the breeze, and his dark, bright pupils reflected her image.

Looking at that handsome face, a hint of savagery flashed in Naoko Daimon's eyes.

'Tread on him, ravage him...'

"You heard everything, didn't you?"

"..."

Ito Koshitoshi knew that saying anything was useless, so he could only quietly wait for Daimon Naoko's decision.

Seeing that Ito Koshi remained silent, Daimon Naoko grabbed his collar and pulled him down, forcing him to bend over and look at her at eye level.

"say!"

Her eyes revealed a fierce glint, as if she wanted to vent all her anger on Ito Koshitomo.

"Chairman, I..."

"What kind of man is he, always so fussy and indecisive!"

Ito Koshito had just opened his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Daimon Naoko.

She leaned closer, bending slightly at the waist, her ample bosom drooping slowly under the influence of gravity. Her already voluptuous figure now appeared even more dizzying, and the oppressive feeling made one hold their breath.

He walked forward step by step, forcing Ito Koshino to retreat until his calf tripped and he fell onto the sofa.

Looking up, the sunlight was dazzling. Ito Koshino couldn't help but squint as he looked at Daimon Naoko. Her skin was very fair, and she still looked very young, not at all like a woman around forty years old.

Perhaps due to excessive anger, her face flushed slightly, though not noticeably, softening her otherwise hard and cold features with her furrowed brows, and adding a touch of allure.

Chapter 131 The Chairman's Intimidation

The June sun was particularly scorching, and the sweltering heat made the cicadas chirp incessantly in the trees.

The cicadas' chirping was exceptionally noisy, entering the office and further fueling Naoko Daimon's anger and irritation.

Liu Mei frowned deeply, looking down at Ito Kozue, who was half-leaning on the sofa.

His hair was disheveled, his neat shirt was messy, and because of the hot weather, he had unbuttoned one button on his collar, and now he had opened it wide in a V-shape, revealing his sexy collarbone and the beautiful muscle curves of his chest.

The sunlight was dazzling, streaming in through the window and shining directly into Ito Koshino's eyes, forcing him to keep his eyes slightly closed, as if he were half asleep.

The air was thick with a stifling heat, which seemed to fuel the fire within Naoko Daimon's heart, causing a strange glint to appear in the depths of her eyes.

'This Ito Koshitoshi is quite attractive...'

She thought about how her husband was having affairs and shamelessly bringing his mistress home right in front of her.

Naoko Daimon felt even more resentful, and she also found Ito Koshitoshi somewhat displeasing.

'If you destroy him...'

Naoko Daimon was overwhelmed by this emotion, which she couldn't suppress: if she couldn't have it, she would destroy it.

Naoko Daimon and her husband had a political marriage, and their relationship was not as harmonious as outsiders imagined. Moreover, her husband was of average appearance and had a weak constitution.

When she was young, she often envied her peers who could freely date handsome men.

However, as she grew older and had her son, she buried that longing deep in her heart.

She seemed to have become a different person, turning from a talkative person into someone increasingly indifferent.

His personality became increasingly extreme, and he became obsessed with the importance of studying.

"Mom, have you taken a fancy to that pretty boy?"

The words of his son, who was staying at the gate, seemed to be vivid in his mind.

'Since your family doesn't value me at all...'

After glancing at Ito Koshitomo one last time, Naoko Daimon turned and walked to the window, closing it and drawing the inner layer of opaque curtains.

The office was suddenly plunged into darkness.

He turned around again and closed and locked the door.

"Click"

The last glimmer of light seemed to be wiped away from Naoko's face with the sound of the door closing, leaving only a dim light in her eyes.

Seemingly relieved, yet also expectant.

When I walked back to the sofa, Ito Koshitoshi had already propped himself up and was sitting quietly.

Her sexy lips were slightly pursed. In Daimon Naoko's eyes, Ito Koshitomo was aggrieved, but because of her power, she dared not get angry and could only protest in silence!

Naoko Daimon's eyes flickered, a surge of desire rose within her, and a sense of exhilarating destruction welled up inside her.

She used to value Ito Koshito, who excelled in his studies, and tried her best to help him maintain his academic performance.

However, right now, she really wants to see what a fallen Ito Koshito looks like.

Beneath the cold exterior, a crack quietly appeared in the deepest desires of her heart.

With her arms crossed, looking down at Ito Koshiji's handsome face and strong body, Naoko Daimon suddenly raised her foot, her rubber high heel stomping on Ito Koshiji's chest, leaving a dusty gray shoe print.

The high heels were hard, and Naoko Daimon used quite a bit of force, catching Ito Koshino off guard and causing her to let out a soft groan.

"Well."

The boy's voice was already deep and pleasant, but this slightly painful groan sounded somewhat seductive to Naoko Daimon, making her heart flutter.

She leaned down, reached out and lifted Ito Koshito's chin, forcing him to look her in the eye.

Looking up, Ito Koshitoshi's astonished eyes reflected the blurry silhouette of Daimon Naoko.

Beneath the frameless glasses were Naoko Daimon's alluring phoenix eyes, their color like a black hole, drawing people in without them even realizing it.

"Zhi-kun, I'll call you that from now on."

Naoko Daimon smiled, her usually ascetic face now appearing alluringly sinister.