บททั้งหมดของ Chasing Kitsune: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

“So you’re telling me Hibiki killed this guy?” Hachiro asked for the twelfth time as we loaded the prick’s body into the truck of the station wagon. “Why is that so unbelievable? My husband is a cop… or was. Whatever. It’s not like he’s some schmuck who’s never handled a weapon.” I rolled my eyes, slamming the trunk closed. “I know, but I just… well, he doesn’t seem the type to kill anyone.” Hachiro shrugged. “Yeah, well, it was either he killed the guy, or the guy killed me. He made the right call.” I sighed. “I’m not disagreeing, mistress. If he had let you die, he’d be quickly joining you. I won’t tolerate a fool getting you killed.” he frowned, leaning his arms on the roof of the car. “No killing my husband. Thoug

I was not surprised that some of those stupid bikers from the crummy-looking strip club noticed us as I was taking Ivy and Violet to the jeep. The whistles and stupid catcalling. Ugh, could they be more cliche? I was doing an excellent job of ignoring them as I got the girls into the back seat. But when the bulky-looking one, I’m guessing he’s their leader, tried to grab my ass, all bets were off.Fucker is lucky Hibiki showed up. They all are if I’m honest. After everything that’s happened since running into that hitman, I want blood. I wanted to kill somebody, and these pricks would do. After hearing Ivy’s story, or the part she shared, I wanted to go hunt down her mother and slit that bitch's throat out. And I thought my father was bad for wanting me to marry Rokurō.  He at least didn’t ever have the balls to tr

I know being in the department store had Ivy on edge. She’s not used to being in places like this. That’s not her fault. No, all the fault goes to her shit-tier mother. I let Hibiki off the hook, not only because he’s probably bored stiff shopping, but I want Ivy to be relaxed. I don’t know how comfortable she’d feel shopping and trying on clothes with Hibiki hanging around.I knew we were being watched, but I didn’t care. None of the looks felt ominous. So they weren’t out to kill me. Just locals who found it strange to see a Japanese woman escorting two blonde-haired blue-eyed kids. I steered us first to the children’s section, figuring finding clothes for Violet would be the easiest. “Are you sure this is okay?” Ivy asked in a whisper as I picked up an adorable blue floral print dress that wou

It was hilarious how easily Hibiki got called out and embarrassed by his cousin. I get the feeling I will get along with Miu Jefferson no problem. So far, she sounds like my kind of person. But of course, this conversation couldn’t stay light-hearted. And the topic of the girls and how we found them was told.I held Hibiki’s hand as he told his cousin about Ivy’s egg donor. The woman lost all right to be called a mother with her actions and what she did to Ivy. No twelve-year-old girl should be a mother. This woman is on my hit list, and I will find her and kill her one of these days. Even if it means going back to San Francisco to do it. Miu’s reaction was what I expected. To anyone who’s never known or seen atrocities, such things are unimaginable and terrifying. I couldn’t hear what Ted was saying. He’s a softe

It felt good to kick a little ass. Those stupid bikers think they are tough just because they are big. Bitch, please. My father wouldn’t have accepted them as more than an entry-level thug in the yakuza. They’d be considered cannon fodder in a fight. The people you send in first knowing and not giving a shit they’d not make it back. Honestly, they should have listened to Hibiki and walked away. I must say there is nothing like a fight, even a light warm-up that those bikers gave me, to get the blood pumping. And no better way to burn off that energy than sex. Especially when it’s mind-blowing sex that leaves your hotel room looking like a tornado hit it. And it seems that is going to be the norm when it comes to sex with my husband. I wish we could have stayed in a comfy cocoon, but reality was waiting outside that door. And the reality of today is that Ivy a