Nobu Chan Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

I moved it to Alpha Kilhan’s plate, and just when I turned the spoon over, Betty slid her plate underneath, causing the skewers to fall on her plate. I raised my head to look at her, wondering why she did that. “Kilhan doesn’t eat seafood. He’s allergic.” She uttered with a smile. “He prefers salmon.” She added, putting some salmon on his plate. “Thank you, Betty.” He answered with a grin. I let out a feeble smile and sat down as I continued to eat my food in silence. ‘I really don’t know anything about him.’

I asked. " It's lost on me how you could defend a man who assaulted you like that. He-" I laughed, cutting him off. Did he really think I was worried about a complete stranger? " It's you I'm worried about. What if you go to prison? All those witnesses that were present will testify against you. " He chuckled as if what I had said was funny. " It's cute that you think that could happen. I am Don Nikolai. I run the streets and I control everything. Plus that club has a no phones rule. "

Of course. He looked back at her, one brow lifting slightly. "Hope you don't mind," she added quickly. Kane shook his head, stepping closer. "I don't mind." He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, his hand brushing lightly against her arm before pulling back. Mona smiled, then grabbed her chopsticks, sitting down and immediately digging into the bowl. She slurped the noodles like she hadn't eaten in hours, completely focused. Kane watched her for a second.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.

Why was he seeing two extra? The said extra, were standing there with their heads bowed. One was quite tall and lean with dark brown hair neatly packed into a high ponytail. He was dressed in simple clothing, giving him a sunny aura. There was a face mask on his face so Ryu couldn't recognise him. The other was sitting on a wheel chair. He had ash blonde hair and cute features. Ryu recognised him as the oldest son of the Yamaguchi family. Yamaguchi Kento.

The team nodded, exchanging excited glances. Later, I picked up dinner for Anastasia and me. Nobu. The restaurant glowed in sleek minimalism, its glass windows spilling golden light onto the dark Malibu evening. Inside, laughter and the clink of glasses floated over the hum of conversation. Celebrities and executives filled the tables, every detail screaming luxury. I ordered Black Cod with Miso, an iconic Nobu dish, buttery and rich, the kind that melts on your tongue, for myself. For Anastasia, I chose the Rosemary Panko-Crusted New Zealand Lamb Chop–elegant and indulgent, just like her taste.

Delilah was getting happier and even tagging behind him to the kitchen. She had never eaten instant food from Asia, and tonight was a pleasant experience. Once they cooked it, Grey and Delilah tried each cup of noodles with a different taste. "This is how to hold chopsticks," Grey demonstrated by taking the chopstick while holding her hand. "Where did you learn to use this to eat?" Delilah asked with a smile. "Han Kazuya, he is Mr. Jayden Lin's vice of CEO at SJ Corp." Delilah nodded in understanding.

Bozo found a stone from the fallen building and relaxed his weight. He tucked his sword under his armpit and with his free hands took out his snuff-box from his pouch. He taped the coverlid and scooped a large portion into his nostrils with his index finger. The electrifying rush that went from his brain to all parts of his body made him shiver as he groaned with pleasure. The people of Umunta have become his favorite. They were skilled in grinding the tobacco smoothly and the lack of adulteration made him fond of their product. Unlike his previous sellers who often mix the tobacco with colorants and other useless leaves, this was the best anyone could ever ask for.

He rolled his eyes and said fiercely to Zhou Tian, "Do you know who our boss is?" Hearing this, Zhou Tian couldn't help kicking the big guy's mouth. "Tell me, who is your boss?" The big guy was so angry that one of his teeth almost fell off. "Well, well, well, well, you are so awesome! Listen to me, our boss is Nobuo Matsushima!" The big guy glared at Zhou Tian and said. When he said this, he observed the reaction of Zhou Tian of time in a hurry. It was estimated that Zhou Tian would be frightened.