The Yakuza's Guide To Babysitting Characters Novels & Stories

He spoke in an emotionless tone making Summer go quite. "Fine. I am forgiving you." She held the strips of her bag. "But you have to buy me lunch today and I not not letting you go easily." She told him making him smile. He nodded. "I will buy you whatever you want to eat." "Okay then... let's go." She started walking while this time he was walking beside her matching their foot steps. "Alex won't bully you now. Do you have that tattoo? Where is it on your body?" Every Yakuza member would get a tattoo either on neck or shoulder or hand to indicate their organization. The tattoo were different for every rank and as he was the next in line, his tattoo was just like his father.

Jean chirped, immediately looping his arm with mine. “The Yakuza is actually real. That’s what I mean,” Angelo said with a mini shrug. “I know quite a few of them, actually, but we have different territories, so you don’t have to worry about them getting invited to the party. We don’t mix unless it’s absolutely necessary,” he finished with a calm smile. “Wait, wait,” Jean chirped, letting go of my hand and walking over to grab Angelo’s sleeve instead. “Do they use giant bread knives like in the movies and all that?” he asked, clinging onto Angelo’s arm.

Soma gave a weak smile to Kota, “You're right, he should be fine.” Not long after, the black sedan arrived in front of a big house, Kota opened the door for Soma, and together they entered the grand estate with guards roaming around the premises. For the werewolf society, this is one of the strongest fort, befitting elder Alpha, although in the human eyes, the place is for the secret organization, or what they call, a Yakuza. A mafia organization in Japan, where some of them have two sides in business, the legal and also illegal part.

I was pushed forcefully and I landed on my knees, not to mention my hands were handcuffed. "Well well well, Who do we have here? Daddy's Lil girl who ran away?" The leader of the gang was vicariously abhorrent. I know him. No, not personally, but I've seen him, he's famous, just as their group is. The group... They're Yakuza. THE YAKUZA.

“I want everyone to know what happens when anyone betrays me… or tries to fuck with me.” “And what if he’s not working alone and shit goes south?” Antonio countered. “That’s what Ying and his men are there for.” “Ying? Who the fuck is Ying?” Antonio asked, hopping into his pants like a drunk flamingo. Idiot. “He’s part of the Yakuza… Chen lent me a few of his men… Yakuza affiliates.” Antonio paused mid-hop. “You asked Chen Yu for men? Since when—and why, Adrian?” I tossed him his shirt from where it hung off some weird goat… pig… hell, I don’t know what that statue was.

Nathan parked and went into the factory, Marcus parked at a distance from Nathan’s car as he followed him into the factory. Nathan entered the dimly lit factory, the air thick with tension. Kazuya, the Japanese gang leader, sat at a makeshift desk, flanked by his bodyguard Yuta. And his legion of Yakuza men. Yuta’s eyes were cold and calculating as he motioned for Nathan to sit. Kazuya on the other hand had a maniacal look on his face "Nathan, the man of the hour.” He said in an overzealous tone. “You're late," Kazuya said, his voice now in a low growl.

“You’re bold enough to yell at me and crazy enough to argue with me. That’s rare. And entertaining.” She crossed her arms, refusing to lose. “So you just want entertainment from your secretary?” “No,” he said flatly. “But if you’re going to babysit me—which is basically what secretaries do—I need someone who won’t faint every time I raise my voice.” She almost laughed. Babysit? Really? “Babysit you? Sir, last time I checked, taking care of you is not part of the job description.” Their eyes locked. Lukas, cold and arrogant. Shaina, brave but playful. Neither wanted to back down.

I sighed. I put my shades and cap on before jumping down from the rooftop. I look from left to right before crossing the other street. The guards welcomed me. His men are lined up outside too. Fumihara Shiro, is one of our trusted partners BEFORE. He rules the biggest Yakuza Organization here in Japan and pledged to be our associate. He's our best trade partner of weapons, but little did we know he's stabbing us from the back. Tsk. "Excuse me." A waiter paused and looked at me. He smiled and approach me.

Matteo POV~ I laid next to Sofia while she slept peacefully as she subconsciously placed her hand on her stomach. I admired her face so peaceful, she looked so fragile and tender. I couldn't believe some moment ago I was enraged because of the incident that happened about two hours ago. That idiota dared to touch what was mine especially when she carried my Bambini {children}. I sure would not have wasted seconds before pulling the trigger but Valentino was one of my most trusted men and he was an expert in what he didn't

Malakai was getting his jacket from behind his chair as well as his phone. "Japan? Who do we have in Japan?" Alec asked. He was sure they had no connections in Japan unless he's forgetting. "The Yakuza." Malakai simply said and left, leaving Alec wide eyed. Damn Malakai really finds his way around. I mean, the Yakuza. That’s no small thing. But with Malakai, connections were everything. Malakai walked down and his bodyguard followed him. Sure, Malakai didn't need anyone's protection since he could easily handle himself but 2 was better than 1. He would’ve taken Alec, but he wasn't in the right state of mind right now.