Hello I'm Emu Otori Novels & Stories

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“Good morning, dear.” When the old man moved to hug her, Emma immediately embraced him. But Zane could see that confused look in her eyes as she gazed at him and then at Yoko before saying, “Good morning, Mr. Alfred.” “This is Yosuke Hanamura. He's my new personal assistant.” Zane said, still getting used to that fact. “He goes by Yoko for short.” After pulling away from Mr. Alfred, Emma smiled at Yoko and said, “Welcome to our home Mr. Hanamura.”

As if reading her thoughts, the strange man introduced himself. “ Uhh hello Mrs kings. My name is Diego Malluma and I was sent by Mr Kings to escort you. And don’t worry, the hotel staff let me in.” He explained with a strong Italian accent. So strong that Emilia had to strain her ears to understand what he was saying. “ Oh, hello sir?” She asked unsure as to how to address him since he was obviously old enough to be her father. “ Diego. Please, call me Diego.” He answered with a friendly smile as Emilia nodded in response.

Hit send. Wait. Hi, this is Emma Park. I am not driving. Have a good day. I have just introduced myself to a man who knows my blood type and what my voice sounds like on morphine. I have just described myself with my full government name to a man who watched me bleed out on an operating table. I have just sent a *good day* wish to a man who has never once in his life stopped doing paperwork long enough to think about a patient he isn't actively saving.

“Welcome to Rohai Corp, Hagakure Sorahiko.” They shake hands— two unwilling players of whatever ridiculous game Miyamura is playing. “As is mine, Mr Yamato”. “Please call me Eiji”. He refuse to be so formal with such a kindred soul. Any person that sees past Miyamura’s glamour is a person worth speaking to. “Only if you call me Sora”. “Sorahiko”. “Yamato”. A smile here, a grin there. And, it's a deal. ⸻ Five minutes after Sorahiko leaves his office, Eiji’s intercom buzzes.

Ever since I had walked in as Ryu’s personal maiden, he had always been in my business, wanting out for me. As I walked out of my chambers, heading for the assembly, my ears picked up a strange wave of sound. It was basic ultrasound, high frequency, enough to make the average wolf bleed, but then it was a form of communication that could be decoded with cell. I grabbed my cell, raising it in the direction of the ultrasound. Just as I expected, letters began to appear on the cell, and the sound started to fade. “Meet me at the mountaintop by sundown. Come along and uphold your honor.” The text read.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

She walks towards her computer table and noticed that it just finished executing the commands that she had entered before she went to take a bath. “hmmm… all that’s left is to send this to Gion and we're all done!!! hot spring here I come!!!!” ~ringggg~ Emelia picked up the call without looking for the caller id while she was preparing her food for the trip. “Emilia speaking, how may I help you?”

He heard what Eiji said and hearing all of those got him worried. "There is nothing wrong that you are an omega Ei-tan, all you had to do was to love yourself first, and then you will be happy even if you are an omega," said Yuuta who came out of the room while only covering his body with a quilt. The door of his room was not close that even he heard what Eiji said.

It didn’t help me, I became more nervous not knowing what’s happening and who I’m talking to. ”Hello? Where’s Elijah?” I said with a shaky tone. ”Wait miss. Who the fuck- Baby? Who’s baby is this? I mean... Can you tell me your name? Your number is registered as ‘baby’ here.” My eyes couldn’t focus with so many words I had to process. ”I-I’m Emma.” ”Emma? Emma in Long Beach? Stay the fuck- Go and get him!” I shut my eyes and sat down because I feel like my legs are gonna give up. Something is wrong. I can feel it.