روايات وقصص ضمن When Yakuza Falls In Love

Ashford POV I could hear the whispers around me, soft and curious. The immigration officers murmured about my marriage, about him—the man who supposedly adored me. They couldn’t understand why I would walk away from someone who loved me so fiercely. I tugged at the corner of my lips, letting a hint of mockery curl there. Back in college, everyone envied the way Dominic Conti loved me. Back then, I was the golden girl of my school’s shooting team. And Dominic Conti was the future heir of a powerful mafia family.

she thundered, unwilling to be silenced this time when I tried to kiss the words away. Kumicho. That was right. I was a fucking yakuza boss now. Japan's answer to mafia kings, kumicho was the boss of bosses in the Yakuza. She'd never be safe in my arms ever again. "Fuck. Damn, you feel good. Everything hurts but you feel so fucking good," I ranted. "Coming," she let that one little word out into the room, then howled like I was killing her.

Boris is her boyfriend, who is currently flirting with someone else so openly. Its been 2 years since she felt this way. As the only daughter of the most dangerous Mafia boss Alexander Rivera, she never experienced Emotions like love or affection. She lost her mother early, and was raised by the servants to become her father's puppet. Someone without any feelings or opinions, someone who is expected to follow her father's every command to a 't', until that night. She fled, changed her last name, her appearance as well. Probably no one in her past knows that she is a medical student, as her father all but ignored her until he needs her. 'Your engagement in one month'

Damn. "Isabella of America." And just as she suspected, the leader not only understood English but spoke it with enough clarity that she barely picked up on any accent. "I am Kyouka, leader of the Sumiyoshi-kai, the second-largest faction of the Yakuza. And your lover is wanted by our organization. Do you know where that places you?" "Wait, wait, wait! First of all, Eric and I are not lovers! I don't know him at all!"

She lowered her gaze, trying to hide her bruised face, but Yama gently held her chin, looking her straight in the eyes. "No wonder our Director couldn't move on. You're indeed beautiful, Miss Lucien," Yama said before standing up. Confused, Lucien simply followed Yama with her gaze. "You know, to be honest with you, I'm trying to pursue the Director. But I know that even before I've started to make a move, I've already lost," Yama said cheerfully, though she knew she was just faking it. Loving someone like the Director would only hurt her in the end. Of course, the Director hadn't moved on, and now, here was her wife, alive.

She panicked until some angels and demons came to her and bowed before her, she was surprised until she realized she had black wings and then one angel spoke. "Ma'am they won't stop fighting! we have gotten some on our side as you can see but the others tried to kill us, and... we lost Yaotzin" I automatically jumped and said, "You lost devil!?" I don't know where that came from but I didn't care because Yaotzin is another name for the devil so it must be a different Damien right? I got a little angry but realized I looked scary so I calmed down, "Find him and try not to die, we will win this war and then all your half-blood loved ones will live with you in peace." They all nodded then flew

The long-awaited day arrived. The Yakuza, except for the women from the main family, came as a united front. One that crumbled easily due to three simple things: the fact that the eldest daughters and the wife couldn't come, was their way of saying that they didn't support my future wife; the Yakuza boss didn't care anymore about what happened regarding his affair, to the point that he didn't mind being seen with his lover; Hiroshi was not comfortable at all with being in Las Vegas. Not at all.

I furrowed my brow as I started to change. “The day my best friend, the future yakuza boss, a total badass, who loves a good orgy Yūri Hatake not only gets married but is in love.” she laughed, coming over to help me with my kimono. Was I in love? Is that what I’ve been feeling? Maybe. It’s a foreign concept to me. “Oh, shut up and help me with this. We don’t have a lot of time.” I shook my head.

Now I understand how those female leads in Korean dramas felt. I was beyond full because he kept feeding me. What he didn't know was that sometimes, he was the one I wanted to devour—especially when he licked his fingers while eating. Everything was delicious, from the appetizers to the dessert, just like him. The love of my life. After our meal, Salvatore poured me a glass of wine. He handed it to me while holding his own. "I love you so much, my Angel." "I love you so much, too, Salvatore," I replied before we clink our glasses and took a sip.

She smiled and nodded. “Here we go,” she whispered as she pulled the hem of the yukata higher to the side and then stretched her leg out, overstepping Hayden’s body. Someone grumbled in his sleep. It was Tristan behind her. When he quieted down, she moved over to the side, crossing over Logan. Suddenly, the stupid man stirred, turning his body just so. Sakura knew she was going to fall as his action caught the hem of her yukata. She found herself falling forward and shrieked out in dismay.