Yakuza Fiance Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

The guard stepped out, the lockbox deadbolting. "Look who finally remembered I exist," Valentina sneered. "I expected you a week ago, Dom." "I’m here now, Val," Dominic said, his voice flat. "Cut the crap," Valentina leaned forward, baring her teeth. "You look like hell. What's the emergency? Did you lose your little playground already?" "Ichiro Takahashi just landed in Nova City." Valentina’s hands slammed flat onto the table. "Kenji's older brother? The Chairman of the Yamaguchi-gumi?"

"She was my mother's younger sister. Do you follow?" I should probably just push my mate aside and take his spot. Then I'll have this Alpha spill it all at once rather than endure this killing suspense. Charles does react, more dumbfounded than before. It doesn't last as the Alpha seems to mirror my thoughts and clear him from his dilemma. Sipping from my iced Americano, I nudge Kashira beside me, "So it's legit? Like, Charles's been related to such a powerful Yakuza family without knowing?"

I said looking at everyone “they chose us to break our families, we can’t allow that” “Well, what are we going to do? It’s not like we can all win this” Yang asked. She was the wife of the Japanese mafia’s don. Her and the man grew up with one another, no one’s love, not even Nikolay’s matched her husband’s love for her. The man burned a billion dollars when she was kidnapped, her kidnapper asking for a ransom which he brought only for it to explode the second the man drove off and Yang was safe.

Ethan Carter flung Yvette Jenkins's bra in my face before slamming the door shut behind him. The flimsy door did little to muffle Yvette's moans. The sting on my face lingered. A fellow hiker, with a sneer, gave me a once-over and quipped, "Never pegged Mr. White as the sharing type, giving away his fiancée's first time like that. "Maybe you'll let us have a go, too..."

I muttered under my breath. Rome pulled me into his arms again, holding me close as if he never wanted to let go. I wrapped my arms around him, resting my head against his chest. “I can’t wait,” I said softly. “For what?” “For this,” I replied. “For a new chapter with you.” He was quiet for a moment before I felt him nod. “A new chapter it is,” he said. And as he held me there, I realized something. Stories did not end the way we thought they would.

There was a ball in the middle of the Delphin company hall, a party of mafia associates, between clans, which was no limit to shame. Himawari Hinoya was a Chinese woman, just over 15 years old, although by the way, she was tall, beautiful, she dyed her hair red, had a sculptural body, she looked like a typical teenage slut, who ran away from home early to venture into the world of sex. Everyone there knew that she had no shame, even though she came from a rich family, she preferred to be supported by a man rather than work in the family company and restaurants between getting involved with the Yakuza, where her father was one of the bosses and leader of a gang.

"I'm sorry, but I just don't understand the logic. The world I come from is completely different from yours. After the stipulated three months, what's next? Do you even have the intention of letting me go home? When you were talking about Florence earlier, I saw your face, Luca. You don't have the intention of letting me go anytime soon. Let's stop this senseless game." I smirked in amusement, brushing back a straying hair away from her temple. Her eyes flickered with confusion and defiance, and I could sense the turmoil within her. I leaned down, my lips close to her ear, and whispered in a low, possessive tone, "You got me. I don't intend to let you go. You belong to me, and you are going

Nadine insisted, her enthusiasm unrelenting. Nadine Gomez is the quintessential wealthy, glamorous friend who often ignores academics because her family’s wealth makes it unnecessary. Her appearance always catches eyes, and she has a way of making everything seem effortless. Ayane Yosida, on the other hand, is laid-back and appears indifferent, but underneath her casual demeanor lies a surprisingly flirtatious nature. Miracle del Vera, or Mira, is the quintessential playgirl with a new boyfriend practically every week, always bouncing from one to the next with effortless ease.

I can't be patient any longer because Fajar Sugiono has crossed the line, he tried to deceive the Young Master, Fajar sent a cheap woman to replace the Young Mistress and the woman assumed the identity of the Young Mistress and claimed not to be married, she continues to seduce me now, I feel like want to hitting face of that woman if possible } {Young Master must see by yourself, I'm sure Young Master will be angry if you sees all this} Yusa immediately hung up his cell phone, "I'm going out to meet my father-in-law."

(Sato Akiko, what do you want from me after all these years? - You know I'm Americanized. Now, I'm Akiko Sato. - Forget your weird ways. I don't have time to waste. – the Yakuza answers . - Jeez, always the same. Okay, I'll cut to the chase. I needed you to "lend" me your men in New York. I'm in the big apple. The Yakuza laughs. - Akiko, who do you think you are? You were always very snobbish. You should be more humble, as a good girl have to be.