Novel & Cerita Mistress Mika Katana

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

Mika I felt a profound gratitude as I stood before Alpha Felix, the pack leader who had graciously taken me in. "Thank you, Alpha, for allowing me to stay with you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper as I bowed my head in respect. He chuckled softly, a deep, warm sound that resonated in the quiet evening air. "Mika, I’m not doing this out of pity," he replied, his eyes holding a gentle intensity. "Cain informed me about your journey. Traveling alone at night is perilous, especially for a young woman like you." His gaze softened as he added, "No woman should find herself in such a dangerous situation, particularly not one as beautiful as you."

"Lyra, aren’t you so close with Mr. and Mrs. Hale? Then go to hell and keep them company. I’ll help you. You can go down and show filial piety on Orion’s behalf, okay?" She slowly raised the knife in her hands, gripping it tightly with both hands, and drove it straight toward me. At the critical moment, Orion lunged forward and blocked me with his arm. The blade pierced straight through it, and blood sprayed across my face like a fountain. It seemed to have hit a major artery.

Monica’s cheeks were streaked with bright red marks, blood stained the corner of her mouth, and her carefully coordinated dress had been torn to shreds. “What are you standing there for? Pull her away, now!” Joseph shouted, jolting the surrounding security guards into action. Marcy was quickly restrained. When our eyes briefly met, I gave her a slight nod. That was enough. Hit too lightly, and it wouldn’t satisfy my sense of justice. Hit too hard, and it would escalate to the authorities, which I wanted to avoid. Monica’s reputation was utterly ruined. The title of “mistress” would forever cling to her name.

Just as I was about to respond, another executive chimed in. "Or mine. That silhouette would be perfect for luxury retail." My mind went blank. Wait, were they recruiting me? Already? I hadn’t noticed William approaching until he stood beside us. Quiet. Fluid. A little intimidating. "Jane is currently training under Mira," he said calmly. "She’s not available." The man with silver hair let out a chuckle. "Relax, William. We’re just admiring your...." He hesitated. Then, with a knowing smile, added, ".....mistress."

His remaining companion turned to face me as well. My favorite ninja wasn't done yet. As the second man turned, Miyako stepped from behind one of the false pylons and kicked the gun out of his hands. The ex-hanging man had the choice of reaching for his dropped Type-05, thus letting me chop him in the back as he bent over or...draw a sword?

“Tresia, listen. We don’t know everything. I wish we did. It might make whatever’s coming easier to handle. I’ll tell you what we do know, so bare with me. First of all, everything you were taught about the last Veil Mistress is a lie. Well, except the six mates. That part is true. The Elders at the time became threatened by her and her men. The reason she’s only referred to as Mistress is because her name was stricken from all records. Your six’s parents were told her men's names by Dreamwalkers. Each of us are named after her men.”

she muttered while walking inside the Francy Club. Ricca was about to open a door when Frank called her. “Ricca! What are you doing here?” Frank shouted angrily. “Where’s our agreement? Where is the child? Give him to me now!” “Who are you to order me around? I have a plan. Just wait a little. I’ll give him to you once his mother agrees to marry me.” “What?! You plan to marry my husband’s mistress? Wow! You really are something else,” Ricca said, laughing.

Some of the waitresses flirted with the customers. Roxanne's eyes scanned the clubhouse for Madam Loo. She soon saw the lady sashaying towards her. Madam Loo wore her silky black hair in spring curls and was wearing a leopard print gown that had slit up to her thighs. The lady was voluptuous and had very bold makeup going on. "Good evening, Madam Loo." Roxanne greeted the lady. Madam Loo looked at her dressing, obviously disgusted by her appearance. "You are right on time, Roxanne. Come I'll take you to go get dressed." Madam Loo led her down to the dressing area. Other girls were getting dressed up.

I shifted back into my human and grabbed a dirty-looking bedsheet that was on the line and wrapped it around myself. "Hello, is anybody here?" I took hesitant steps and stood in the doorway. Suddenly a lady dressed in all black spooked the pee out of me literally. "Hello Luna Crystal, the mistress had been waiting for you." She spoke in a calm voice but still looked like a freak with her overdrawn eyebrows. I swallowed hard while I sighed softly. "And who are you that know my name?" I asked. "My name is Katana and the mistress is right in there waiting for you." She moved out of the way and let me have a great view of the inside.