Chapter 3: You Might Be Born Poor But I Won't Let You Die Poor! (1)
Roy curiously looked at the phone's screen, not knowing why his elder sister would call him.
It might be something important, because unlike Mikano, she never calls him without any reason.
He also felt a little bit worried in his mind. His sister could be counted as one of the most important people in his life. If she was hurt in any way he would also feel pain.
Roy would be seriously pained if something happens to her.
He picked up the phone anxiously and put it on his ears.
"Roy-kun?!"
From the phone, a clear and soothing voice came. It's tone was slightly concerned.
Roy sighed at himself. He was way too concerned about her.
"Ah, yes ran-nee? "
He asked slightly bending forward with the phone in his ear.
"Are you still sad about her?... "
Kuran said with concern overflowing from her voice, Roy smiled.
He held back some information about his first crush from the interview.
The only people that he told the full matter about his first love was that to his sister and his assistant.
Hence the concerned phone call from Kuran.
"No, after all. why would I care about some other lady when I have you as my wife?"
He was scum wasn't he? He even took his sister as his wife. Oh well, it wasn't as if she was his biological sister anyway…
"Aww, Roy-kun's such a ladykiller❤️"
Heh, how else would he woo four women?
Roy's eyebrows curved upwards, signifying that he was slightly amused.
"Anyways, come home today. "
She said with a tone of not wanting to hear a no, which she never used with Roy before.
"Of course ran-nee, besides, I also have something to give you today. "
He said with a chuckle.
"Okaayy! "
Her soothing voice instantly turned cheerful.
Roy hanged up the phone and looked at his assistant with a certain glint in his eyes.
Nanaho nodded and pulled out a folder, the word "Kuran LLC" brightly shining.
Seeing the file, Roy smiled contently.
"Driver! "
"Yes boss?! "
An old man from the driver's seat replied.
"Drive me to Kuran's house. "
"Yes boss! "
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Roy tiredly smiled as he looked at the nondescript two floor house in front of him.
The house was nothing special. If only you could just ignore the vans filled with security guards that routinely rounding around the house. Some guards even held firearms.
The big gate leading into the house had two palm trees before it, two guards sat on chairs as they chatted with each other and sipped on cold tea.
Beyond the gate, a garden full of well kept flowers and fruit trees could be seen while bees were running here and there collecting pollen.
Roy felt a slight pain in his heart as he saw the well decorated but poor looking house.
Roy was living in a 7,000 acre estate while Kuran was living in such a rundown house?
Why? Why did she want to live here?
Nonetheless, Roy wiped off the sadness in his heart as he remembered about Kuran.
A girl… a special girl.
A girl he called ran-nee…
A mother figure…
Roy always felt happy when he returned here, he didn't have to think about the serious things such as his company and whatnot.
While she was one of his wives, she was special…
You can call it favoritism, but he didn't care.
The only reason he kept his goodman façade in front of the media was because of Kuran-nee.
Roy was afraid that she would leave him, after all, who would want to live with a person that had bad reputation?
Roy didn't want Kuran to be disappointed.
Roy didn't feel guilty about any of the things he did, every person gets what they deserve in this.
Corruption, bribery, grafting whatever you name, Roy had done all of these.
Funding dictators in exchange for exclusive diamond mining licenses in South africa?
Using his restaurant and hotel businesses to launder money?
He had done all of these a thousand times. It was entertaining to see what types of things money can make people do.
Rou dryly smiled and walked towards the gate.
Nanaho looked at her watch and gently nudged the shoulders of Roy.
"What? "
Roy looked behind curiously.
"Sir, I think I should leave. "
"No, you're coming with me! "
Roy grabbed her slender arm and grinned.
"Guards! Open the door! "
As it was noon, the bright sunlight shone on both Roy and Nanaho's faces, effectively making their faces dark.
The security guards stood up and closed in on them with squinted eyes.
Roy rolled his eyes and waved his hands in front of the guard's eyes.
"It's me! Roy!"
The security guards slightly chuckled and opened the gate behind him, the sunlight almost blinding his small beady eyes.
Roy ran, leaving Nanaho behind.
Nanaho grunted and followed with almost lightning like speed.
Roy grinned as he saw the familiar sights envelope him, the bright colored fruits on the trees mesmerizing him.
"Guh! "
Roy abruptly stopped, Nanaho also stopped and curiously looked at the gagging Roy.
"Gahhh! "
Roy spotted something yellow out of his mouth then sighed.
"Honeybee? "
Nanaho asked with obvious disgust in her tone.
Roy nodded towards Nanaho's question.
Nanaho giggled softly.
Roy grimaced and looked at his arms.
Seeing that the file in his hands were still safe, he sighed in relief and once again began his walk, this time a little bit slower.
Roy excitedly looked at the door bell. He fixed his tie and the his suit, wanting to look the best.
Nanaho rolled her eyes and smirked.
Suddenly, a burst of wind came from nowhere, Roy looked at the rapidly darkening sky and grinned.
Kuran loves rain doesn't she?
Roy smiled and pushed the door bell and waited patiently.
"Coming~~! "
An excited and soothing feminine voice came from inside the house. Soft sounds of slippers hitting the ground went into Roy's ears.
Roy grinned happily as he heard the feminine voice, a soothing feeling rapidly spreading inside his heart.
The door opened as a beauty in an apron opened the door.
Kuran-nee.
Even though she was thirty – two years old, her face was that of a woman in her twenties.
Her face was youthful and very feminine, her big beady eyes lovingly gazing at Roy.
Kuran's silky black hair was tied in a beautiful ponytail, a ribbon was tied to the end of her hair which added another hint of youth to her.
Her lips were brightly red as they slightly curved upwards, turning into a smile.
The healthy white skin on her face appeared to be glowing.
Roy glanced at the soft and white skin on her neck and blushed.
Why was he blushing?
However, Roy's mood worsened the moment he saw the dress Kuran wore, an old grey sweater under a white apron.
He had billions in his bank accounts! Why did she need to wear such old and colorless clothes?
"Ah, Roy? "
Kuran said, astonished that Roy would actually show up this quickly.
"I-I haven't even cooked something… "
"Couldn't you come a bit later? "
Kuran said shyly as she glanced at Roy.
"Nah, it's okay. "
Roy hurriedly bowed down and untied his shoes. At that time, Kuran finally noticed Roy's assistant, Nanaho standing by the door .
Kuran's face instantly became friendly as she smiled at Nanaho.
"Ah, it's been such a long time since I've seen you Nana-Chan! "
Kuran put her hands on Nanaho's shoulders as she tried to struck up a conversation with her.
Nanaho stiffly smiled and began to chat along with her.
Roy grunted and pushed away his shoes with his legs and entered the house.
Seeing him enter, Kuran grabbed Nanaho's hands as she tried to invite Nanaho into her home.
Nanaho courtesyly smiled and declined.
"Aww, its too bad, come again sometime later! I'll cook your favorite pot roast! "
"Thank you ma'am. "
"Call me Kuran! "
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Roy quickly wore a pair of slippers as he unfastened his watch and threw it on the table in the middle of the living room.
He looked at the well-decorated room.
In the room, there were three pairs of sofas surrounding a table.
The table held a vase with lilac flowers.
A television was hung on the wall, a cheap model made by Atlantic Technologies.
Roy sighed and looked at the garden filled with flowers just beyond the French windows in the room and smiled.
The vigorous winds hit the windows, making the curtains by their side drift in the air.
Roy switched on the lights and loosened his tie and threw it on a sofa.
"Oh come on, don't llitter! Learn to be responsible!"
Kuran came from behind him and pouted.
She took up the tie and fixed it and then walked towards another room on the first floor.
Roy smiled and began to take of his shirt, not caring about his privacy.
He was a shameless human being, why would he be afraid of someone seeing his private parts?
Everybody was born naked and will die naked.
This was the chant he used back when he was a student in his medical university and peeked on the pretty ladies there.
Ah, youth!
Roy threw the shirt on one of the sofas lazily and began to unzip his pants.
His pants fell to the floor as Roy also threw it away, along with his underwear.
"*cough*… "
Roy smiled at the coughing voice coming from the door.
Kuran stood near the door, her hands just on top of her overflowing breasts.
Kuran had a blush on her face as she looked at the clothes Roy threw on the sofa.
Roy looked at her blubber filled motherly chest and unexpectedly felt blood rush to his dangly part.
Kuran's chest was a perfect 38D. Motherly and soft. It felt nice to be hugged by her.
Roy turned around and wryly shaked his hip at her.
Kuran coyly looked at Roy's crotch and came closer to him.
"Have you missed me? "
"Of course I have, can't you see little-roy's situation? "
Kuran giggled at Roy's remark and crouched down, curiously looking at Roy's penis.
Roy's penis was the thing he was most proud of, a total seven and a half inches when flaccid monster.
Due to stimulus, his penis was enlarged but wasn't completely erect to its full size.
"It's less scary at this size❤️"
"Hah!"
Roy's ego inflated and poked the ass of god.
From up there, Roy could see Kuran's smooth and soft legs, her white ankles covered by the slippers she wore.
"It gotten bigger❤️"
Kuran closed her eyes and moved her nose closer to his penis, she sniffed, taking his penis's lewd scent into her nose.
"I love this smell. It makes my heart itch. "
She said as he withdrew her nose and daringly grabbed his almost ten inch penis.
Roy slightly jerked forward, almost moaning due to Kuran's soft and warm grasp.
Kuran coyly smiled and stroked his penis slowly.
Sounds of skin rubbing against skin rang out due to friction, which only managed to make Roy more excited.
The veins in his penis were almost wriggling like worms, they seemed as if they would burst if they received any more blood.
"Say, do you remember the time back when I used to bathe you? "
The flush on Kuran face increased as she reminiscently put one of her hands on her cheek, her long white fingernails digging into her skin.
"Yes… "
"Back then, you were always with me, you never separated from me for more than an hour. "
She giggled as she slowly stroked Roy's penis.
"You always pestered me to come with you to the toilet, saying that you couldn't pee without me. "
She giggled once again as she looked at Roy with upturned eyes.
"Why did you grow up? "
Her eyes turned misty as she glanced at the eyes of Roy, searching for an answer.
"I.. I don't know. "
"Roy, I never like it when you go to your office. I feel as if I'm losing you. "
"I… I feel lonely. Back then, I though that you were way too mischievous and naughty… I wished that you would grow up. "
"But now… I regret it… I wish that you would've stayed a child. "
"I wish that I could've babied you more. "
"Shush… "
Roy crouched down and out his index finger on Kuran's lips, even though his finger was stained with her lipstick, he didn't care about it as he looked straight at Kuran's eyes.
"Why I grew up you say? "
"For you… "
"It's all for you ran-nee. "
Kuran wiped her tears as she smiled anxiously.
"I'm so sorry that I'm a burden for yo-"
"No! "
"You're not a burden for me, you'll never be one! "
"You say that I grew apart from you, have you ever considered why I did that? "
"I try hard everyday just to earn money for you! "
"For you! "
"When I saw you work hard without uttering a word just to feed me, I promised within my mind… "
"You might be born poor, but I won't let you die poor! "
Roy smiled madly, his hands grasping the cheeks of Kuran.
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