Persona 5 Madarame Boss の小説・ストーリー

Selene backed away, eyes wide in fear. “W-What’s happening?” she asked as she spotted the masked man watching from the living room like a king surveying his chaos. The man stood. “I’ve made my decision,” he said. “I’ll take one of them as compensation. But I’ll also be taking your company, Mr. Madrigal—and everything you own.” “No! Not my company!” Papa cried out. “Your daughter isn’t worth two billion,” the man said coldly. “Even if I take everything you have, it still won’t be enough.”

I hugged myself tightly. "What are you waiting for? Get inside!" He fired a shot, making us flinch. We cried as we walked toward the red door. Inside, a muscular man with long hair and dark skin stared at us. He wore a black suit and white gloves. "Only five women, Luke? Five women for ten million? Are you serious?" he asked angrily. Luke replied, "They’re the only women Lopez had." "I need a virgin, Luke. Are they virgins? They don’t look like virgins—especially that stinking one!"

"The boss wants to see you " He yelled at me above the club's noise. I scoffed. "The boss" was one hell of an arrogant man. “I’m not interested.” I told him, waving him off. Jessica overheard the exchange and rolled her eyes at me . “Girl , we're not asking you to fall in love with him , just get laid and get that asshole off your system for a bit.” I hesitated and looked in the dude’s direction . His eyes were still on me ,though an interested smirk now tipped a corner of his lips.

He had a very dark expression on his face. He walked closer to me, examining my bruised face and swollen lips. No one had given me medicine and my wounds were still fresh. I forced down the lump when he quietly stepped towards me. He was not the same man I had slept with many nights. He was the boss of the mafia. He was a murderer. He was back to the same monster. His eyes were telling me everything. It was difficult to ignore the scorching hatred in his eyes toward me.

He looks at me confused and a little angry before saying, “The boss wants your mate… We know you have her and that you have claimed her, but the Boss can rectify that once she is in his possession.” “Who is this, Boss? And who are you?” “The Boss is the Boss… My name is Myles.” “Well Myles, as you can see, my mate is not here… So how about you take your dogs and leave the territory before we have to make you.” I quickly link Zaire, “Is backup coming?” “Yes, Alpha. We will be surrounded by our warriors within the next few minutes.” “Good, they are to capture, not kill, unless they have no other choice.”

“If he’s watching her, he’s not going to strike immediately. He wants to shake her.” Adriana added, “Turn her alliances inside out.” “So we bleed the ghosts before they get to her.” Amara entered, quiet, lethal. “We won’t just bleed them,” she said. “We’ll haunt them back.” Ragusa – Nero Outpost Amara led the strike herself. Twelve Nero men dead. One captured alive. They tied him to a steel chair, and Amara stood before him with a quiet smile. “I want to talk about your boss.” The man spat.

The boss catechized, his voice vibrating as the sound got ostentatiously and louder. Hikaru smirked. "He is here" "Who is here?!!" The boss hollered at Hikaru tearing off his mask from his face, revealing a pure and angel-like face, completely unblemished and impeccable. "The one you called to bring you money, beast of the underworld, Damien Martinez!" He voiced, eyeing his boss who suddenly widened his eyes as reality clobbered him like lightning. Freed turned to his men. "You go out and make sure you kill him" he bade and they immediately rushed like folks who were tired of existing.

The countenance of the boy changed to a flirtatious one, almost feminine. "I'm here, daddy. Let me start serving you. Just relax and hold tight, okay? It's going to be a long ride towards heaven." The Artificial Intelligence System said to the ugly looking man while smiling sweetly at the same time. Madame Ais was the one in control of Maru's body and faculties. The Defense Mode uses multiple personalities to adapt to any kind of situation that the host may encounter. Maru was currently sleeping to get his well-deserved rest from the mental torture he experienced in the hands of the ugly looking man.

Tomi Hideki: The Prankster "Number four, Tomi Hideki – the 'Man with Many Pranks'," she read, her eyebrows shooting up. "He's half Filipino, half Japanese, and the second son of the Hideki Clan, a Mafia boss in Japan. He's the Strategy Head of Knights Advertising, with a mind that's always plotting and scheming." She chuckled, a shiver running down her spine. "He loves to prank people, and it's all fun and games for him. But a Mafia boss's son? Yikes! What if I do something he doesn't like? He might send me to Japan and chop off my fingers!" She clutched her hands to her chest, a wave of fear washing over her. "He's handsome, with those piercing black eyes, but I'm not risking my life for a

“Do you have any idea who I am? The moment you laid a hand on me, you signed your own death warrant. Release me now, and I’ll make sure your demise is quick and painless.” The Boss leans in, his hands braced on either side of me on the chair’s armrests. He’s close, too close. Every inch of my body is suddenly alight, my insides burning with a strange wash of nervousness and… hunger. My eyes flick down to his lips, perhaps for a moment too long. When I look back up to meet his gaze, I’m caught off guard by the devilish glimmer behind those cold, dead eyes. “Cassandra Valderrama, one of the triplets of the wealthy Valderrama,” he says. The sound of my name rolling off his tongue snatches the a