Yakuza Fiance Chapter 1 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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

I was still organizing the documents I needed to take back to my condo for further work. "I'm tired of waiting, Yasmir," she exclaimed, her frustration evident in her voice. Oddly, her irritation amused me. "I didn’t intentionally keep you waiting, Fiona," I replied, maintaining my composure as I gathered my belongings and made my way toward the door. "True, you didn’t deliberately make me wait, but you also haven’t taken any action regarding our arranged marriage, Yasmir," she shot back, her gaze piercing as she confronted me. "What exactly do you expect me to do, then?" I inquired coldly as we walked side by side.

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.

I could feel my head spinning. "Fiancee?" I asked as he was busy looking at the files on his table. "Yes." He reaffirmed with a nod. "That was Francesca Ferrari, Manuel's fiancee." "Okay." That was all I could manage to say. "Do you need anything else sir?" I asked, hoping to leave his presence.

He had understood it from the notebooks themselves. The first entry in volume fifteen said: He bumped into a table in the coffee shop and apologized to it. The bond activated. He is not afraid of me. I believe it is knowledge. Again. Aiden sat with that for a long time. He called Cassian. "The first entry," he said. "Yes," Cassian said. "You wrote the same first entry." "Almost," Cassian said. "The last word is different." Aiden was quiet for a moment. "I love you," he said.

We were so close to getting married, so close to walking down the aisle and starting a quiet, predictable life in Los Angeles before I found out he'd been cheating on me. Rox had assumed that behind closed doors, in the quiet of the house, I had finally let my guard down. Instead, the first man to ever touch me, the first man to ever hear me scream in pleasure and leave his dark marks on my skin, was a cold-blooded mafia don who had made me sign a contract. "Um… yeah?" my voice came out as a defensive squeak. I pulled the duvet tighter around my chest, suddenly feeling incredibly small beneath the oversized black polo shirt that still smelled heavily of Marcello's skin.

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Give me back my hard-earned eight-pack abs! END OF CHAPTER 1