Sakura Cote Novels & Stories

She rose, vanishing into silk folds, leaving jasmine echo and warning etched deep. Phone vibrated—Kenji.Penthouse. Now. Strategy session. Elevator code: 4729. No question. Command. Sapphire suit traded tension for armor as I cabbed uptown, Manhattan's veins throbbing below. SatoTech tower pierced clouds, penthouse a glass aerie suspended in storm light.

She chuckles softly. Sakura sits still, still facing the door. Seeing that Misa isn’t saying anything more, she bows to the side, opens the door, and steps out. Compared to the coolness of the car, the sun is incredibly hot. And the smell of the outside lacks the distinctive cinnamon-like scent of Misa’s pheromones. She quietly walks up to her apartment building, while keeping an ear out for the rev of Misa’s engine when she turns to leave.

“Yes, it is. Did it just come in? I didn’t see it this morning.” Chie nodded. “Yep! My mother ordered it since a client asked for it.” Kiyo slide her fingers on the petal of the flower, a gentle smile on her face. “It looks so cute… I don’t think it’s in Sakurazaka, is it?” Chie smiled. “Oh it is. All of our flowers came from Sakurazaka. Only this one here in my hand that came from Aeronvein. And this one suits you the best!! Isn’t that right, Shitone-chwan??” Chie cooed little Shitone who was seated beside Kiyo on the baby seat. Chie had taken out the baby seat inside the store and put it outside just beside the flower display. She made sure she put some distance between the seat and the di

Sakura was gathering her things to leave when— “Sakura-chaan~” called one of her coworkers. “Let’s go for drinks in Ikebukuro? There’s a really good izakaya near the station.” Before Sakura could refuse, her manager chimed in, “You should join us too, Sakura-chan! I know a great spot west of JR station.” She hesitated. She didn’t really want to go. But that familiar guilt of saying no crept in. “Okay,” she nodded softly. “But I can’t stay out too late.”

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“Wow, look at that necklace—it’s gorgeous! It goes perfectly with your dress!” “Absolutely! It looks amazing on you.” “Isn’t that the limited-edition sakura design from BM Group’s HQ?” “Yep! And with the two corporations signing their deal today, it’s the perfect match!” Paige smiled modestly, covering her lips with a champagne glass. “You’re all too kind.” Just then, Ria Mortensen approached, eyes full of disdain, but graceful and poised as ever. “I knew it. Letting the Sawyer family host was a mistake. They let just anyone walk in here.”

I gripped the hem of my shirt tightly. "Liam." "Hm?" I looked out the window, trying to remember what Rachel had said. "Rachel said the villa was a bit separated from the residents' houses." Liam nodded, keeping his eyes on the road. "Any other features?" I nodded quickly. "There were Japanese cherry trees." Liam glanced up briefly. "Sakura?" "Yes." I thought back. "Rachel said Emily really likes anything Japanese. There's a small garden with Japanese ornaments. There are stone lanterns."

After setting a time and place to meet, Coco headed out. The agent would be showing her a house in a ten-year neighborhood. The environment was decent, and the price of the first-floor two-bedroom apartment was reasonable. Coco thought it was okay. "So, Ms. Souza, do you like this place? It’s at a convenient location with a subway station, markets, and supermarkets nearby..." the agent said. "I'll think about it. Can you check if the owner can lower the price a little?"

There was only one seat between him and Hector. Hector didn’t bother looking at him. He was busy playing with his phone. As for Sakura Miyamoto, her gaze fell onto Harvey. There was a trace of coldness in her coquettish eyes. How could she not know who Harvey was? Sakura had taken action against him several times, but he still managed to show up unscathed at the auction house. This was enough to explain a lot of problems. “157 million dollars for the first time!” Although the auctioneer was a little hesitant, she still had to follow the rules and announce it. When her eyes fell on Hector, fear struck her.

It was a platform. For exchanging knowledge. For showcasing innovation. For discussing emerging techniques in gemstone cutting, design, and sourcing. But more importantly— It was where influence was built. Partnerships. Alliances. Power. Everything could be shaped here. ... The venue was located in Kiyomizu District, one of the most prestigious areas in Sakura Country. Inside the Imperial Sakura Grand Hotel— The most luxurious hotel in the district. On the seventh floor— The summit was being held. The moment they stepped out of the elevator—