Naughty Ceo’s Secret
Chapter 94

Kenzo's P.O.V.

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I dropped Opal off at her apartment. She thinks that I have one last meeting today, but that isn't true. I had this meeting added so that Opal doesn't become concerned with why I'm not answering my phone or where I am.

It's not that I want to hide things from my kitten. I just don't want her to worry. Besides, if Opal knew what I was up to, she would never allow it. I might be her Dom, but if she begged me enough, I would give in. I refuse to give in to this. "Where to Mr. Suzuki?" Ben asked.

I just got back in the car after walking Opal to her apartment. I sighed as I ran a hand through my hair. I don't usually like to involve myself in drama. If this were anyone else, I would send Jenson, or even Jack. This is something that I need to handle though. I'm doing this for Opal.

"Take me to Porter and Ropes Law Firm."

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Ben pulled into a parking space next to the large building. He handed me the file that I had him hold onto so that Opal didn't see it. I skimmed through the information for a moment.

"You sure that you do not want me to come in with you sir?" Ben asked.

I smiled at his worried tone.

"What could they possibly do to me in the middle of the day, with a busy building like this?" I said. "Besides, going in alone will show that I'm afraid of no one."

Ben gave me an uncomfortable look. He looked away from me for a moment. When Ben looked back at me, he had a fire in his eyes.

"Give them hell for everything they did to her." He said.

I smiled at him. Ben has grown very attached to Opal. He's probably the only male that I don't mind having a friendship with her. Which reminds me of what awaits me after this little meeting. That fu.cker Eric better watch himself around my fiance. If he cares about his job, he will. Although, I have a feeling he doesn't.

"Alright, be here waiting." I ordered.

Ben gave me a nod, and I hopped out of the car. I made my way up to the top floor. The woman at the main front desk tried to stop me, but I ignored her. There are only two people I'm here to see, and they are on the top floor.

The elevator dinged, allowing me to get off. I walked along the top floor, which was filled with people. There are several people scrambling around. My eyes scan through them as I look at the desks. In the far back corner are two enclosed offices side by side. Taking up half of the floor. One door reads: P. Ropes, and the other reads: M. Porter.

I started in that direction, but was quickly stopped.

"What the hell are you doing here? You stalking me or something?"

I slowly turned my head to the side to see Brad. He's standing to my right, his arms crossed over his chest as he waits expectantly for my answer. The entitled look on his face only infurates me more. I balled my hands into fists. "And if I am?" I asked in a bored tone.

Brad raises a brow at me. I don't think he was expecting me to say that. He will quickly learn that I am not the one to mess with.

Brad scoffs out a laugh.

"I get it. You want to scope out your girlfriend's ex, huh? I'll tell you anything you want to know. Right down to the freckle under Opal's right a.ss cheek." He said with a smug smile.

My jaw ticked. I narrowed my eyes at Brad. Then I turned my body, and closed the distance between us. With every step I took, Brad looked more and more scared. As he should be. I didn't stop until I was in his face.

"I did come here because of you, but make no mistake, I am not here to speak with you. By the time I leave here, you'll be sorry for everything you ever did to Opal. And I won't stop there. Trust me Brad, this will not be our last interaction," I said.

"Is that a threat?" Brad asked, narrowing his eyes.

I smiled sinisterly.

"Of course not," I said.

He should know that this is a promise. I don't have to say it. Surely, even this moron can pick up on that.

Brad glared at me as I turned back around towards my destination. I straightened my tie and smoothed my suit jacket. Then I turned my head to Brad one last time.

"And it's her left." I said.

"What?" Brad asked, angry and confused.

"Opal's freckle. It's under her left a.ss cheek, not her right. I would never mistake anything about my fiance." I seethed.

With that, I marched the rest of the way to the doors. A secretary sits just outside of both doors at her own desk. She jumped to her feet when she saw me coming.

"I'm sorry sir, but Mr. Ropes and Mr. Porter are in a meeting right now-" "Good, that means they are together. Which office are they in?" I asked.

The woman's eyes flickered to the door on the right, then back to me.

"I can't-"

"Thank you very much for your help. I know that neither of them are in a meeting. If I had to guess, I bet they are in there having a drink before leaving for the weekend. I also believe they have a plane to catch soon for a weekend vacation to Mexico. If they don't want to disappoint their wives, again... Then they will see me now. I'll allow you to tell them I'm here." I stated.

I looked at the woman expectantly. She stared at me with her mouth open for a moment. I think I shocked her a bit.

"A-and who should I say is here to speak with them?" She asked politely.

I smiled at her.

"Kenzo Suzuki from Suzuki Industeries." I stated loudly.

There were several gasps around us. The woman's eyes widened before she composed herself. She excuses herself before ducking into the office on the right. A moment later, she came back out.

"They said to give them just a moment-" She started, but I interrupted her.

"Thank you very much." I said as I walked around her.

I have no intention of giving them any time. I'm already running late to meet Opal and her friends as it is. They will not be wasting more of my time.

Especially with that dillhole there with her. I don't know why Opal insisted on being friends with that boy. He has a clear interest in her. It's a good thing I asked Beck to go. I don't trust Eric, and Opal is too trusting.

I walked into the office, and shut the door behind me. Both men were in the middle of scrambling to hide their alcohol and straighten themselves. When I entered, they both stood up straight like a couple of teenagers caught in the act.

"M-Mr. Suzuki, forgive us. We weren't expecting you. I am Peter Ropes, this is my partner, Martin Porter." Mr. Ropes introduced them.

They both held out their hands for me to shake. I looked at their hands, then back to them. I ignored their handshakes, and got right to business.

"I'm not here for pleasntries," I said.

"Uh, sure." Mr. Ropes said, "What can we do for you? Need a team of lawyers?" He asked.

I gave them a tight smile.

"As of right now, no. I would never do business with this firm. Not with all the corruption that goes on here," I said.

"Excuse me?" Mr. Porter seethed.

I opened the file in my hands, and began reading things off the list.

"Fraud, money laundering, forging documents, the two of you have been seen picking up hookers even," I said casually.

"What the hell? Like fu.ck we have!" Mr. Porter practically shouted.

I smirked at them as I started pulling out pictures of the two of them. They usually pick up a prostitute on Wednesday's and Thursday's. I found out the information, and may, or may not, have set them up. The girls they picked up last night were more than happy to take plenty of pictures to send to me. For the right price. I gave them a bonus for one picture in particular.

I slapped the pictures on the desk one by one, saving my favorite for last.

"Do your wives know that the two of you even fu.ck each other?" I teased as I set the last picture down.

A picture of Mr. Porter, balls deep inside of Mr. Ropes. The angle can't be mistaken for anything else. There is nothing they can say, and if they try, I have plenty more pictures that go much more into detail.

Mr. Porter's face turned a deep shade of red. Mr. Ropes' face paled as he picked up the picture. I smiled smugly at the two of them.

"I also have more than enough proof of all the illegal activity that takes place here. If you want, you can even keep these copies. I have plenty more." I said.

"What is it you want?" Mr. Porter glowered.

My smile grew.

"Nothing major," I said calmly.

"What is it? Spit it out already Mr. Suzuki." Mr. Porter grumbled.

"I want one of your employees fired. I want you to put out the word that I, personally, will destroy any other firm willing to hire him. I want him stripped of all of his money. I want him kicked out of his home. And I want every sliver of information you have on him." I stated my demands.

The two gentlemen shared a look before turning back to me.

"Who?" Mr. Ropes asked.

I smiled wickedly.

"Brad Montray." I stated.

The two shared a look again.

"You want us to help you ruin the life of a Montray?" Mr. Porter asked incredulously. "Do you even know who his father is-"

"I do." I said, interrupting him. "I'm well aware of William Montray and his entire family. Do not worry, I will make sure you both stay safe. If you help me with this," I said.

"How can you be sure of that? Mr. Montray is a very powerful politician." Mr. Ropes said.

I kept my smile on my face. Of course, I had Jack do all the digging he could. I make sure to have as much information as I can get before acting. Turns out that Brad and I had one thing in common.

"A politician who built his reputation on being a family man. I'm sure he wouldn't want it to get out that he beats his children, and sells his daughter to his friends. The man is truly evil. If it weren't for his daughter being grown and leaving the country, I might have aired out his business." I said.

The two men stared at me like I'd grown two heads. I kept my smile on my face. One thing Haru did teach me: how to play dirty. I might not like playing this way. I always find out things that I didn't want to know in the first place, but.. It feels good to have power over people. Power is enough to protect what's mine.

"So," I said. "What'll it be, boys?"