Overbearing CEO's Contract Love
Chapter 398: Hello, Japan (Part 2)

Chapter 398: Hello, Japan (Part 2)

Emma Hart continued lying on the tatami, flailing her arms and legs, then slid over to Damien Sterling’s feet, tugging on his pant leg. Blinking her eyes, she hoped to sway him: "Didn’t we already... in the lounge this afternoon? Can you let me off tonight?"

Damien Sterling crouched down, scooped Emma Hart up in a bridal carry, and said in a deliberately mischievous tone, "If you refuse, I’ll just find someone else."

"You dare!" Emma Hart’s fist landed firmly on Damien Sterling’s chest. "Won’t your conscience hurt?"

"Cough! If it doesn’t hurt you, it won’t hurt me!" Damien Sterling retorted.

"Fine, but just once, okay?" Emma Hart decided to compromise. After all, in this foreign land, not knowing the language, if this big devil decided to throw her out on the street, she’d be in serious trouble!

"Okay," Damien Sterling agreed, carrying Emma Hart into the bathroom.

They took a romantic bubble bath together and then returned to the traditional Japanese futon. Damien Sterling turned off the room lights, leaving only the bathroom light on. They were already sweating under the covers.

"Is this the reason you chose this hotel?" Emma Hart asked breathlessly.

"This is the only room like this. Isn’t the feeling great?" Damien Sterling replied, not ceasing his movements.

After an intense climax, Damien Sterling collapsed onto Emma Hart, careful not to relax completely for fear of making her uncomfortable.

Emma Hart felt utterly exhausted. His body was so warm and soft. She stretched out her arms to hold him, the sweat soaking the pillow and blankets, but she didn’t want to move. This feeling brought her a strange kind of pleasure.

Unknowingly, they both fell asleep like that, concluding what turned out to be a perfect day.

The next day, without the annoying alarm clock or the need to prepare breakfast, and after a night of passion, Damien Sterling and Emma Hart slept until noon.

They put on the hotel’s robes and waited for the staff to bring lunch to their room.

"What about our clothes? We don’t have any replacements," Emma Hart asked.

"Don’t worry about that. Someone will bring clothes for us to choose from shortly. Just think about where you want to go," Damien Sterling said. He had already called one of Sterling Group’s fashion stores in Japan, and they would soon bring over the latest and hottest items for them to choose from.

Lunch was a classic, healthy Japanese meal. While eating, the clothing store staff arrived with the clothes. Emma Hart picked out several outfits for herself and Damien Sterling to her satisfaction and continued eating.

"Where do you want to go today?" Damien Sterling asked.

Local tourist attractions whirled through Emma Hart’s mind. She had been indecisive since earlier. Damien Sterling told her they would stay in Japan for five days, so she decided to start with somewhere nearby.

"Alright, decided! Let’s go to Disney!" Emma Hart declared with conviction.

This sudden statement almost made Damien Sterling spit out the miso soup he was drinking. "You’re not a child anymore, why would you want to go to a place like that?" It didn’t quite fit his domineering CEO image.

"But I just want to go! It’s not often I get to be close to animated characters in the real world!" The hidden fangirl inside Emma Hart seemed to awaken.

Under Emma Hart’s persistent pleading and pestering, Damien Sterling reluctantly agreed to take her to Disney, with the sole condition that he wouldn’t have to wear Mickey Mouse ears.

"Then how about a princess crown?" she asked.

"Nothing at all!" Damien Sterling pinched Emma Hart’s soft cheeks with a wry smile.

He then called the driver who had brought them to the hotel the previous day. In less than twenty minutes, the driver was waiting outside the hotel to take them to Disney.

The amusement park was filled with fairy-tale buildings, predominantly occupied by children and young women. Damien Sterling glanced at the woman beside him, wearing Mickey Mouse ear headbands, holding a cotton candy, and enthusiastically taking selfies in front of the towering castle and rides. It was hard to believe she was already a mother of two.

"Stop standing there with that sour face and follow my lead! Let’s have a blast today!" Emma Hart exclaimed, dragging Damien Sterling towards the Magic Castle.

Today, Emma Hart seemed unusually hyperactive, and Damien Sterling found it hard to restrain her.

"Let’s try this one!" Emma Hart pointed to a ride ahead, and Damien Sterling nodded in agreement.

Throughout the day, Damien Sterling’s calm demeanor contrasted sharply with Emma Hart’s exuberance.

After five minutes on the ride, they exited along with the crowd.

"That was so much fun, wasn’t it, Damien Sterling?" Emma Hart said, looking back at the person she was holding hands with.

To her shock, it wasn’t Damien Sterling but a teenage boy. They stopped, and the boy looked at Emma Hart with a puzzled expression.

"Ah!" Emma Hart quickly let go of the boy’s hand, bowed as she had seen Japanese people do, and apologized in broken Japanese.

The boy smiled and responded in Japanese, essentially saying it was okay, then turned and left.

The sky had turned a shade of orange, and the streetlights were beginning to light up as fireworks started over the distant Magic Castle. The streets were becoming less crowded, but Emma Hart still couldn’t see Damien Sterling anywhere.

Right, my phone!

Emma Hart took out her phone from her small bag, only to realize she hadn’t activated international service.

"What now? Damien Sterling!" She began running back towards the ride, calling out his name.

Still no response.

She jogged along, glancing around frantically, and accidentally bumped into the same boy she had mistaken earlier. He was now with two other boys, all looking about seventeen or eighteen. The one she had previously mistaken for Damien was in a school uniform, while the other two were in casual clothes, one of them wearing a hat and laughing.

Emma Hart instinctively took a step back, feeling wary.

The boy in the school uniform asked her something in Japanese, looking puzzled.

Emma Hart understood his question but didn’t know how to reply, standing there, visibly flustered.

The boy frowned and then repeated his question in English, "Are you okay?"

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