Kitamura Takumi Novels & Stories

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

"Withdraw the applications. Freeze the asset transfers. Every legit front we just bought stops right now. We’re going dark." "Prosecutor Miller is expecting our audit reports by noon, Dom," Ella pushed back, her voice tight. "The state is demanding total transparency." "Transparency gets us killed, you idiot," Dominic snapped. Hugo stepped out of the shadows, tossing a glossy photograph onto the desk. "Ichiro Takahashi," Hugo said, his voice dead. "The Tokyo bosses just handed him the reins. He’s the current Chairman of the Yamaguchi-gumi." Ella picked up the photo, her jaw tightening. "Who is he?"

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.

Her ideas for their next project were hanging somewhere in her brain because she was lost in the problem relating to the company's CEO. Philip shook hands with one of his clients with a smile. His client's name was Mr. Ayomide, a Nigerian who loved artworks. He was glad to meet Philip after hearing a lot about his talent for a long time. "I wouldn't want to waste your time sir, please sit." Philip said.

This is just a challenge, I can get through this. I can get through Mister Kiel Alexandro Ramirez.

Her gaze sent a quiver down his spines. “You are all fifteen minutes late.” They sat down faster than a flash of lightning. He huffed, knowing that his mother is the Elder assigned to help them with their mission. Kitori Mizuki, Head Tactician of the Kingdom of Theupholis’ Elite Forces. She is known for her intelligence and tactics.

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Jamie has a bowl of salad in his hands, while I have a bag of popcorn in mine. And Marie is here too, chasing her interactive smart cat toy around the vast space. As the show plays on the gigantic screen as broad as the wall is, Jamie points at the man featured in the show and starts to tell the story. “This is a famous, successful, and respectful Japanese architect, his name is Kengo Kuma, born sixty-seven years ago in Yokohama, Japan. He designed not only architecture in Japan, but in a lot of other countries too. He won plenty of awards for his projects.”

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

Kirito, about three years old, sat in his mother's arms while looking at the camera. "I would have believed it was Kiroto..." He had green eyes just like Mr and Mrs Hiomi. The bottom of the frame read "Hiomi family" "I didn't know your eye colors change when you grow up" Kurosava said with a wicked smile. He clenched the frame tightly "My stupid brother giving the entire enterprise to this brat... This brat who is not even his own blood!" He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror.