Chihiro Fujisaki Novels & Stories

Neu agreed with it too, so they then just wait for Hikari. When Hikari was on his way there with Aimi that followed him, Hikari asks Aimi "Hey, Ayasa was not with you?" Aimi tells Hikari that he was right. Aimi then asks Hikari "Did you miss her too?" Hikari just looked away when Aimi say that. He says to Aimi that there was no way he will. But Hikari says to Aimi that maybe he will miss Ayasa if Ayasa was one of his friends. When Aimi hears that she just quickly asks Hikari "So, are you going to say that both of you are more than a friend?" Hikari shooked his head and says that it was not it. He says to Aimi that it is just he didn't think that he should call Ayasa his friend because of som

“You must be Haru.” I nodded, my throat suddenly dry. “Yes… and you are?” Her lips curved into a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Mikako Fujibayashi. Jiro’s sister.” I swallowed hard, my grip tightening on the doorframe. “What brings you here, Ms. Fujibayashi?” Her gaze flicked past me, into the apartment, where Hibiki’s laughter echoed softly. “May I come in? I believe we have much to discuss.”

He stopped when he saw her. “Takashi” she greeted. “Ms. Megumi” he said back with a small smile. She blinked impishly. “Walking is really nice, isn’t it?” she asked. “Yes” he replied. “So Takashi, I don’t make it my business to know about my members lives, but I want to know about you”. “Okay…” “Then tell me about you”. “I’m Takashi Fujiwara, and I am here working for you. Making poison for the gang”.

F who was smiling even with his eyes. “I will”, he stood up properly and watched how his wife got on the passenger’s seat. When she finally was inside, he walked towards Mr. F. Both stood on the same height and same build, just their auras different. “Pipe aside, state your purpose, Seiichi. Your timing is well-calculated, just as always but I didn’t know that even my private life is worth your calculations.” Seiichi Fujiwara, leader of Fujiwara Yakuza of Japan, just grinned.

He typed something then presented his phone with a flashed picture on it. I was surprised to see the photo of the man I had talked to earlier. His name was Rye Fujisaki, the famous Japanese bachelor and a billionaire in the Philippines.

“That… We cannot say.” “But you came here to ask for help. I’m afraid it would be hard to achieve if I do not know the reason.” Tsubasa said. “Well…” Jai hesitated. “It’s really a bit hard for me to say it.” Tsubasa sipped his tea and put the cup down. “But do you know who Fu Fuuji is?” Jai nodded. “He is the current chief of the Fuuji clan.”

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

She winked, smiling at me. “Hibiki is a cop. He was at the protest in an official capacity.” she explained to her friends. “A cop?” Hachiro’s body language instantly changed. He was now in full bodyguard mode. His body straightened and tightened as he readied to possibly strike. “Will you knock it off. He’s only cuffed me during sex.” Yūri sighed. “Somehow not surprised.” Mayu snickered. Hachiro didn’t relax, though I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

she chuckled, “I can see immediately that you are in love…” I blushed instantly. Hiro smirked, took my hand, and kissed it. “I will be forever grateful, that she decided to love someone like me,” Hiro said smiling at me. That made me blush even more, but couldn't help not to smile back at him. “So… Mrs. Tsuchida, what do you do for living?” Mr. Moore asked suddenly. “I'm a writer,” I replied. “Really? What kind of books you write?” “Actually, I wrote only one,” I laughed nervously, “It's a criminal thriller called “Inside the Devil's Mind”, it's been published not long ago…”