The Billionaire's Ugandan Bride: My Contract in Tokyo

Chapter 1: Deported THE DEPORTATION LETTER WAS PINK. NAKATO STARED AT IT. IN UGANDA, IMPORTANT LETTERS WERE WHITE. IN JAPAN, THEY WERE PINK AND POLITE AND STILL RUINED YOUR LIFE. "VISA EXPIRED. SCHOLAR SHIP REVOKED. PLEASE LEAVE JAPAN WITHIN 7 DAYS." SEVEN DAYS. SHE WAS 24, BROKE, AND 13,000 KILOMETERS FROM MASAKA. HER PHONE BUZZED. MAMA. "MAMA NAKATO, HOW IS KYOTO? DID YOU EAT?" NAKATO LOOKED AT THE 298-YEN CABBAGE ON HER TABLE. SHE SMILED SO MAMA WOULD HEAR IT IN HER VOICE. "I ATE, MAMA. I ATE SO MUCH." SHE HUNG UP AND CRIED SILENTLY. JAPANESE WALLS WERE THIN. NO ONE SHOULD HEAR A UGANDAN GIRL CRY. AT 6PM SHE WENT TO HER KONBINI SHIFT. SATO-SAN TOOK ONE LOOK AT HER EYES. "NAKA-CHAN?" "I WILL GO BACK TO UGANDA NEXT WEEK," NAKATO WHISPERED IN JAPANESE. "NO MONEY." SATO-SAN GRABBED HER HANDS. HER HANDS WERE COLD. AT THAT MOMENT, THE DOOR CHIMED. A MAN WALKED IN. TALL. BLACK SUIT THAT COST MORE THAN NAKATO'S ONE- YEAR RENT. FACE LIKE A STATUE, EYES TIRED. HIROSHI NAKAMURA. EVERYONE IN KYOTO KNEW HIM. 32-YEAR-OLD CEO OF NAKAMURA TECH. THE MAN WHO NEVER SMILED. HE CAME TO BUY BLACK COFFEE. HE ALWAYS DID. HE LOOKED AT NAKATO CRYING BEHIND THE COUNTER. HE FROWNED. "WHY IS SHE CRYING?" HE ASKED SATO-SAN IN SHARP JAPANESE. SATO-SAN BOWED" HER VISA. SHE MUST GO HOME." HIROSHI STARED AT NAKATO. NOT WITH PITY. WITH CALCULATION. "YOU," HE SAID TO HER IN ENGLISH. "HOW OLD?" "TWENTY-FOUR," SHE SAID, SHOCKED HE SPOKE ENGLISH. "ARE YOU SINGLE?" NAKATO STEPPED BACK. "WHAT?" "MY GRANDMOTHER IS DYING. SHE WANTS ME TO MARRY BEFORE SHE DIES. MY EX - FIANCEE LEFT YESTERDAY. I NEED A FIANCÉE FOR 30 DAYS. I WILL PAY YOU 500,000 YEN." 500,000 YEN. THAT WAS 13 MILLION SHILLINGS. THAT WAS MAMA'S HOUSE. THAT WAS PETER'S SCHOOL FOR 3 YEARS. "I'M UGANDAN," SHE BLURTED OUT. AS IF THAT WAS A PROBLEM. HIROSHI LOOKED HER UP AND DOWN. HER WORN SWEATER. HER TIRED BRAIDS. HER PROUD EYES THAT REFUSED TO LOOK DWON EVEN WHILE CRYING. "PERFECT," HE SAID."MY FAMILY HAS NEVER SEEN A UGANDAN. THEY WILL HAVE TO LOOK AT YOU, NOT JUST MY MONEY." HE PLACED A BLACK BUSINESS CARD ON THE COUNTER. "TOMORROW. MY OFFICE. 9AM. DON'T BE LATE. AND..." HE PAUSED AT THE DOOR. "WEAR SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL. YOU ARE ABOUT TO BEOME A BILLIONAIRE'S FIANCEE." THE DOOR CHIMED. HE WAS GONE. SATO-SAN AND NAKATO LOOKED AT THE CARD. THEN AT EACH OTHER. "NAKA-CHAN.... IS THIS DANGEROUS?" NAKATO HELD THE PINK DEPORTATION LETTER IN ONE HAND, AND THE BLACK BILLIIONAIRE'S CARD IN THE OTHER. ONE WOULD SEND HER BACK TO UGANDA WITH NOTHING. THE OTHER WOULD SELL HER FOR 30 DAYS. SHE HAD 7 DAYS TO DECIDE. NO. SHE HAD TONIGHT. WHAT WOULD YOU DO? END OF CHAPTER 1