Yakuza Fiance Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Taso with a murderous face. Yes, I'm Yuri born fire now I well ask you a question why do you want me. Oh! Interesting you didn't pass out while I was using my killing intent, you really are Yuri ok bye now I hope we met again in the future. Who was that? See you in Chapter 6

Well, since I’m feeling generous, I’ll indulge you. Eleven years ago, my father had dealings with the Yakuza. He never shared all the details, but it had something do with Adira’s grandfather’s betrayal. My father, seeking revenge against the family that had nearly ruined ours, reached out to the Kumicho to form an alliance. But the Yakuza don’t help anyone without a personal gain. That’s where the matter of marriage was introduced. A contract, sealed in blood, between my father and Yuna’s father—a deal Baba believed they’d honour, bound by their sacred code: Ninkyo dō, was signed.

A Yakuza Lord, Kazuo-kai. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ What will happen in the next chapter, for this forbidden love between enemies? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

I fight, twisting against him. “Stop shouting. You no fun,” the man says, like I’m overreacting to their idea of a joke. I keep screaming, ignoring him completely. Then someone steps in. “Let the girl go,” he says, voice deep and annoyed. “I’m trying to have some quiet over here.” It’s in Russian, so I assume he’s just one of them, but then I see him. And the first thing that enters my panicking mind is ‘why is he so hot?’ Chapter Question: do you like Mafia romance?

hand on luca’s knee under the table. head on marco’s shoulder when i laugh. asking dante to cut my steak. letting nico help me with my coat. i’m making a point. these men are mine. victoria tries to steer it back to business. luca doesn’t answer. he’s watching me. when she gets up to go to the bathroom she stops at me. “you’re playing a dangerous game, chef.” “i’m not playing,” i say. “i’m claiming.” she walks away.

Others with thinly veiled resentment. I didn’t care either way. I adjusted my cufflinks, the crisp linen of my tailored suit a stark contrast to the filth of this place. I wasn’t here to blend in. I was here to hunt. And my prey sat right in front of me. Takeshi Sato. He was a Yakuza associate. Greedy, sloppy and weak. The bastard was drowning in liquor, his arm draped around a half-dressed woman who laughed at something he said, even though the light in her eyes was long gone. He hadn’t noticed me yet.

Andreas introduces me, and this is where they turn around. The Eastern scents now made sense to me; they’re Japanese. The older male steps forward; he looks perfectly polished in an expensive suit, but I can sense a danger about him even as he tries to hide his tattoos: the slicked-back salt and pepper hair, the scars on the side of his face and knuckles. This man is Yakuza; I can tell by the way he tries to shoulder the weapons strapped to him. “Fenriz Vega, it is a pleasure to meet you finally.” He says in perfect English with a faint Kanto accent and steps forward with his arm outstretched. “Tsukishima Kaen.”

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.

This Chapter is R:18 (Slightly) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Cali~ This man in front of me is just a figment of my imagination. No one dared steal a kiss from me before. The sad part is, I am enjoying this kiss more than I should. This gorgeous stranger should drift in my life like a tourist… a passer-by and nothing more.

Maria, takes out of the briefcase a computer, opens it, enters the network, with one hand she handles the keyboards, and in the other she holds the paper that the cardinal has just given her, and then says; - The deposit has been made. I hope that this insignificant money will make you happy. -He turns the computer so they can see that it is correct, they grab their cell phones and try to confirm it, as incredible as it seemed to them, the five of them were millionaires, as for my details I want absolute privacy, the information of this illicit association, the gang member Alberto Zapata gave it to me, I don't want him to know that I am here, tell him that there was no agreement, because I r