Tate No Yusa Novels & Stories

The voice on the other end replied, "Speaking. To what do I owe the pleasure, Mr. Mitsui?" Yoshitaka's brother growled low, "I'm not the one looking for you. It's Yoshitaka." Beside him, Yoshitaka reached out and snatched the phone, snapping at once, "You really don't know what's good for you, do you? Sending assassins after my guest?! How dare you?!" Yukihiro cleared his throat in embarrassment on the other end, "Mr. Mitsui, Tanya is the one we're after, and she's American—is she really your concern?"

Those were the exact words that Victor told him and he was right. Takeyasu finally decided to send his response back to Victor. [Bummer man. She say anything about the guy? Fix us up.] Shoving his phone into his pocket, he went to his laptop for a video conference. It had been a few days since he checked in on his agency. Takeyasu may not be an active model at the moment but he takes his responsibilities as owner and agent seriously. Although, his mind had been elsewhere since reconnecting with Akiaya. His laptop started to ring from the New York branch office. It was his assistant James, and he was in a large conference room surrounded by gorgeous women. "Boss, I hope you are enjoying your

Nora asks startled "Lovergirl! It is only sweet at the beginning, you better shine your eyes and don't get swept away by the flood" she smirks her tongue irritably at Nora who mocks her in return "Beef this much? Better go and text Richard, Tito, Dino, or what is that your albino dude's name?" Tade snaps quickly "He is a white Liberian, not an albino! Get the difference"

"He arrived at the shower block, Body Space 8. He had more or less resigned himself to the women being old and decrepit and was taken aback to see teenagers. There were four of them near the showers, all between fifteen and seventeen, opposite the sinks. Two of them wore bikini bottoms and waited as the other two played under the shower like otters, chatting and laughing and splashin..." "Nah."Marcus flips the next page. "This wouldn't work for me. I don't want teenagers as my model" Jenifer chuckled at his words and shakes her head as she looks for another scene by another author. "Okay this.. Haruki Murakami, Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

Tate is a slim, mid-twenties, well-built, very good-looking blond man with an all over suntan, almost naked apart from a tiny white g-string, with a huge bulge in the front of it, as Linda is rubbing oil all over his body as he stands in front of a wall-length mirror. “Tate is gay and he is missing his boyfriend. He told me he loves blowing his boyfriend after his boyfriend oils his naked body, so I promised I would organize a really well-hung man for him, us actually, as stress relief after a hard week. Part of the deal is I want to enjoy watching him give you fellatio before I have you. “Do you like the man I organized for you, Tate? His bio says he is capable of a thick, ten-inch erection

As Chyna rushed into the living room, Tate slapped Ryan across the face. ​"It’s over, Ryan!" Tate shouted. "I want a normal life. I want to make my family proud with a female mate!" ​Ryan stormed out, acting furious. Chyna stepped forward and patted Tate’s back, her face glowing with pride. "Finally," she whispered. "You’ve come to your senses." ​Tate swallowed his guilt and forced a smile. "When you were away on your trip, I had time to think. I realized the Moon Goddess must have made a mistake with us."

"Hey, why do you have so many pictures of Aito in the first place?" "Dude, relax okay" Yasu said, rolling his eyes. "I'm engaged, remember?" He held up his hand, showing his engagement ring. "I'll be married to Kaito in a few months. I have no interest in your boyfriend." The only person he would ever have eyes for was his pretty Kaito.

Tss -_- ***