Karin Jinsui Novels & Stories

I heard Zach whisper before hearing his hurried footsteps leave the office. Asshole. "You didn't return my calls or messages." A voice said and I opened my eyes to see one of the most beautiful women I've ever met. Karina was a top notch model, with sparkling blonde hair, blue eyes and a perfect smile. Her skin was flawless and glowed like a thousand suns. Some part of it was hidden with the black fitted gown she wore that exposed her perfect figure and cleavages. Her red stiletto heels added more to her height and the gold bracelet sparkled under the lights.

I asked him to let him play with my hair. "Her name was Karina, and she was a model. What else? Ah she is an American Japanese. She was supposed to marry one of my friends but she cheated. That is why I withdrew my dress from her," he drew lines at the back of my neck sending a tingling sensation through my body. "Oh, she didn't deserve the dress. How sad to watch a pretty dress like that go to waste. That is by the way," I changed my position but still sat on his lap.

The woman's body tensed in fear as she looked at Kiran, her eyes filled with panic and unease. Kiran hesitated, the needle poised but not touching her. "My name is Jessie Jensen," the woman shouted, closing her eyes. "Nice name," Kiran moved the needle away a bit, looking at Jessie, "But you're not beautiful at all." "You..." Jessie felt humiliated. Kiran ignored her and continued, "Such a shame for a good name." Jessie glared at Kiran, wishing she could kill him. Kiran remained calm and indifferent, looking at Jessie, "Are you the head of the Oiran Organization?"