Novel & Cerita Mio Akiyama

I answered skipping out the bit about Milly, who Leo didn't know the existence of. "He didn't... do anything to you did he?" Leo said, his muscles tensing slightly. "No, he saved me from 3 Ayas warriors actually," I answered. "Are we talking about the same person? The one who handed you into my biggest enemy who is also the one who wants to see you dead most in this world?" Leo said hesitantly. "Must just be having a good day," I responded with a smile as I rested my head on his chest. He softly played with my hair as my smile faded.

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Akio Kamio slides into the empty seat on my left and takes off his cow-print cowboy hat, setting it down on the table along with a crumpled black necktie. I sigh heavily. “Go away, Japanese Jesus.” Akio tucks a strand of his straight shoulder-length black hair behind a pointy, elfish ear. It isn’t tied in a man-bun today, probably because he can’t find a hair tie and hasn’t found someone else’s to steal yet. Akio had looks that could make him stand out in a room of gazillion people. He is unnaturally tall and lean, handsome in a girlish way with hollow cheeks. Evin and I had agreed that he reminded us of Jesus, if Jesus was Japanese and was trying to grow a detective-style mustache, hence th

MIA: she's slightly yandere but let's not talk too much about it. RIN: the fact that she can beat people up without magic should be considered its own form of magic. she utilizes her tools perfectly. VICTOR: yeah, the teleporting genius. there isn't much to say yet. YAMATO: the O.P. gourmet chef. expect more from him. TANAKA: no need to talk, she already knows that you think about her. WARAMAKI: master of all elements. he's not the avatar though. KOJIRO: he also has a strong mental barrier. he can be untouchable if he wants.

Ace was wrong when he said I did. "You aren't exactly the epitome of good, you know," I deadpanned with a sheepish smile. "Yeah, Assholes recognize other assholes, Mia. We know what our kind looks like," his pink lips pressed into a thin line. "I guess it's a good thing that he made what he wants from me pretty clear then," I shrugged solemnly, actually feeling pity for myself, "he's just trying to get into my pants."

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The way her hair tumbles down her shoulders, bouncing with each step she takes. Carter's wife. My rival's granddaughter. Fuck me. I want her. I want to watch her mask of civility unravel. I want to see what Kazuo's prim and proper granddaughter looks like falling apart on my cock. Allera Akiyama is nothing like I imagined. Hearing about Kazuo Akiyama's cherished and beloved granddaughter, I imagined someone else. Someone better suited to the title "Princess of Horror". A high strung, dark haired beauty with haughty eyes, a kimono, and a god complex.

“The man tried to blackmail the family with your nudes, I had to take care of him.” The man scoffed loudly. “Allen is so nice enough to make sure the world doesn't see his wife's true nature.” Allen gestured to the guards. They grabbed the man inside. It was the man that saved me. “Tell everyone what you told me, how you are involved with Maria,” Allen commanded. “Miya is my mistress, we have been in a relationship for some years now, we met in Paris,” the man explained. “What?” I shouted, my jaws dropped open in shock.

Mia muttered taking her seat on the couch, Dylan was not yet in the office it was just she and her fiancee. Alessio sat with a bright smile curved on his face, he looked like an ordinary man from his attire but his demigod facial features made him stand out and look different from others. "I came to visit you before you could pay me one, I missed you. It's been days already, you did not give me a call yesterday too, and the day before." Alessio muttered in a cool voice flashing Mia a smile. "Of course, I didn't call you, I was busy and could not find time to calm you," Mia remarked she did not look happy seeing him in her office.

He turns around and looks at me with surprise evident in his eyes. My hands sneakily crawl inside his t-shirt to touch his washboard abs. He raises his eyebrows with a small amused smile on his handsome face, almost eager to see what I do next. I tiptoe as I peck his lips softly before laying down kisses all over his jaw to his chiseled chest.