Yakuza Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Take your time, dolcezza. But if you make me wait too long… I might just kidnap you.” A shiver ran down my spine. “Really?” I tried to joke. “Really,” he growled. ******* Luca POV My kitten thought I was joking. I wasn’t. As she ate, I studied her—the way her lips closed around her fork, the way she savored food without apology. Not like those models who push lettuce around on a plate. No, Yasmine was real. A woman with fire. A woman I wanted in my bed. In my life. I refilled her glass, imagining her in nothing but those heels, dripping in diamonds I’d bought her, moaning my name until she forgot every man who had ever touched her.

A few minutes later, while I'm checking some Intel from Alessio, my wife hops into the car, silently keeping to herself. Alessio is the best tracker, a man of many talents but I must say that him finding me rats to torture is my favourite. This particular rat sold three of my shipments to the Yakuza, a long-age beef I won't get into but someone has to pay. It's not about the shipment, it's about loyalty, and it always is.

‎ ‎“It’s enough! No matter what, I won’t marry Lila. Since she likes Haru’s dick that much, they should be with each other!” ‎ ‎My mother grabbed my arm so tight it hurt. if it weren't for the long sleeve, I'm pretty sure I'll bruise.“You must marry her!” ‎ ‎“I won’t!” I yelled, pulling away. “Apart from her cheating… I love another.” ‎ ‎Haru laughed cruelly. “Who could fucking love you back, you pathetic excuse?” ‎ ‎My eyes searched the crowd and landed on those mismatched eyes. Without thinking, I ran to the stranger and hugged him tightly, whispering against his chest:

One fucked my ass while another used my pussy, double-penetrating me as I licked my new Mistress. “Fuuuuck, she’s so greedy,” one enforcer grunted, pounding my ass deep. “This pet was made for yakuza cock.” I moaned loudly into Akira’s pussy, my body rocking between the men. “Yes! Stretch me! Use every hole! I belong to the Dragon Clan now!” Akira came hard on my face, flooding my mouth with her sweet juices as she gripped my hair tightly. She kept riding my tongue through her orgasm while the men continued destroying my lower holes.

“If Father needs my help, the sky would have to come down for that to happen, he's proud of what he has.” “I’m just as surprised as you,” Luca replied with a shrug. “But he gave strict orders that you show up immediately. It might be worse than the case.” My jaw tightened. “What could be worse than the crates?” “Maybe an unavoidable war between the Yakuza's and the Russians,” he answered. I let out a dry breath. “I’ve thought about that. If the Russians attack, the Yakuza's will strike back twice as hard… and they won’t leave anyone alive.”

Sakura couldn’t help but ask, arranging the seafood properly on the platter so they wouldn’t fall when she carried them out. Ms. Ruka giggled and then said, “If we have time, I will certainly suggest to Tachibana-sensei to do an extra photo shoot. There are some scenes I think Tachibana-sensei would definitely approve, though they wouldn’t be suitable for the magazine.” Akira raised a brow and said, “I can already guess what they are.” Jane, curious, asked Akira, “What are they?” Akira, being rather blunt, said, “Guys doing hot and naughty things together. In Japan, it’s call Yaoi. It’s Ms. Ruka’s favorite form of literature.” She even winked.

I most likely had better chances of dying from a thunder strike while standing at the balcony of my own apartment than being attacked by Chinese Triad. After that I peacefully concluded that there was nothing to be scared about. Moreover… those articles could be used as a great base for my novel! Game creators and writers use Yakuza or Triads in their stories all the time, and they were all still alive… or at least I hoped so. “How about creating my Troy’s family background on this… Wang Hiro?” the more I thought about it the more I was excited. More than that, I finally knew what I was going to write in my next chapter.

I don't even know who she is anymore I've literally been sitting in one of my empty cells covered in blood that's not even mine. We kind of had an attack yesterday but luckily none of my men got hurt. You see I never let Bella see the ugly side of my work because it's not pretty "Boss" looking up I see one of my newest recruits, Nina Takahashi. She was the top shooter at her father's Yakuza but then he decided to marry her off to Xavier or me but we both declined and told her that she could just stay with us or do whatever she wanted just to keep peace with her and her father. The last thing I need is for the Yakuza to side with the Sicilians right now. I already lost the treaty with the Spa

In that country, tattoos were still strongly associated with Yakuza culture. "No, but you really look like one." Akiko turned away, pretending to look out the window, because an unexpected image of Kenji's body flashed through her mind, making her feel embarrassed. Though it was only a fleeting memory, she knew his body was clean. Had his wound not caused him more pain, Kenji might have laughed. "You're allowed to assume that, but no, I'm not a Yakuza like the ones you see in movies," Kenji said.

Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and lying to my goddamn face, old man," "Kazuno Daiki," The old man introduced himself. He took off his sunglasses and Austin noticed he was wearing a left eye patch, "The leader of Kazuno Clan, my older brother dug out my left eye with his own hand. He was afraid of the growing power I had and I was thrown into a foreign land," Austin winced and looked away, "What do you want from me? You can't be telling me this for no reason," "Revenge," Daiki stated. Austin turned his head back to him and waited for an explanation,