Does Yumeko Win Against The President Novels & Stories

With a flick of his wrist, he throws it in my direction. “Let our girls have a duel. If mine loses, then you can have intel on Sergio AND do whatever you want with my little Yumiko here.” He yanks her kimono down to expose her breasts for all to see before groping them. Yumiko remains rigid and allows him to fondle her taut pink nipples. “But if yours loses,” he licks his lips staring at me, “I get to have her.” My chest tightens to a point where I almost cannot breathe and my hand grips on the sword’s handle tightly.

It’s a good thing that she and I started keeping extra clothes at each other’s pack houses because of this very thing. I slide over her, taking her mouth in mine, letting her taste herself after I’ve just spent time enjoying her delicious pussy as my dessert, allowing her spearmint scent to take hold of me. With her tongue, she’s fighting me for dominance, like the true Alpha she. Sometimes I let her have her way and sometimes I don’t. I haven’t yet decided which way this interaction will go but then I remember we have all night since she and I are meeting with Leader Bruno in the morning. So, we can take turns. As such, I’m not going to let her take control just yet.

The emperor has gotten desperate regarding this matter. Well, from how I see it, just getting one heir would be a super good start already. Considering the Crown Prince’s lack of interest in his harem or who was in it, wishing for multiple heirs at this point was a wild stretch. I was sure that the emperor knew of this as well. “Understood, Sir. We, the Town of Amber Leaves, agree to all the terms. Please stop the battle immediately!” the town head cried out in submission as he bowed his head low onto the ground. The other village elders and others that were present also did the same.

(Luther) “YOUR UNCLE did it. Sooner or later, they will declare him as the next president of the country since Constantino has no choice but to step down. The wolves had shown the first sign of their power. It was like they’re announcing that this is their time now. And no one can stop them. Those who will try will crumble. While those who will let them run wild will be spared. I can almost imagine the elders shaking right now,” Kenji said over the phone while laughing.

he said calmly, “then they were already weak.” That ticked him off. Ragnar stepped forward, his steps slow and deliberate. “War is not a game,” he said. The Prince's gaze didn’t waver. “No,” he replied. “I know exactly what war is. War is killing your enemies.. And Damein is ours..” That was it. That was the moment. Ragnar moved without warning. His hand shot out, grabbing Prince by the front of his shirt and yanking him forward before his fist drove hard into his face.

At Le Château Royale, the clinking of silverware was the only sound between them. Lydia and Rowan ate in silence. Rowan finally broke it, dabbing his lips with a napkin. "So... you're a Zander?" His voice held amusement. Lydia met his gaze. "Yes." A slow whistle left his lips. "Damn. The woman I pulled out of a pool turns out to be the President’s daughter." She shrugged. "Life happens."

Yasmine continued to ask. "A little, I guess. Besides, by Auntie Qianna, are you referring to Qianna Maccarthy?" Joseph raised his eyebrows. Yasmine smiled, "Auntie Qianna is kind and easy to get along with. She held a banquet before and invited me several times. Unfortunately, Waverly went too far as to actually seducing Auntie Qianna's husband. Isn't the President of A Country handsome enough already?" The expression on Joseph's face turned cold and his voice became indifferent. "Who do you think is more handsome? The president from A country or me?" he inquired.

“Nanako! You may be the eldest daughter of the Nanako family but my problems are my own to solve. You need not intervene!” Nanako was taken aback by her master's demand. She immediately bowed and apologized. “I’m so sorry, Master!” Mr. Yamamoto didn’t even acknowledge her, his eyes were focused on Charlie. With a watered-down tone, he voiced up. “From now on, we shall lay out the rules to determine the winner.” Charlie nodded in agreement. “Very simple—I will punch you once. If you’re still standing, then we can both agree that I’ve lost, alright?”

“Miss Severe right here is the mother of my children, yet she’s only worth a million? Isn’t this a little too disrespectful?” The man was truly frightened. “So Miss Severe is your lady, President Ares. We’re sorry, we know that we’re wrong.” “I’ll give you two million, and you’ll do like how Yosemite told you to. Paralyze his dear daughter Yumi. What do you say?” said Jay. The man was stumped. He could afford to offend neither the Ares nor the Titus family. “President Ares, I dare not accept this task anymore.” “Do you think that you have a choice?” Jay asked coldly.

I asked Persephone grinned, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she met my stare, "You beat Lord Yama." My mouth fell open at that. How was that possible? He was a Demon King! Does that mean Yama was not lying to me? I opened and closed my mouth, not knowing what to say. It was a huge thing, indeed. Maybe that's why everyone was whispering the moment they saw me. I did the impossible. "Really?!" I asked "Mmh! You beat him by one hotdog." "Wow, I can't believe it" I stuttered, staring at my fingers. For a second, I thought that Persephone would burst out laughing and tell me she's kidding. Nothing of that sort happened.