Yakuza Fiance Shouma Novels & Stories

Tengyuan Chunyi snatched away the dagger from the burly man beside him and rushed towards Yang Xiao! Yang Xiao stood there calmly, as if he did not see Fujino Masayoshi's crazy action. Tengyuan Chunyi was a good-for-nothing playboy! He was courting death, and Yang Xiao would never give him a second chance. Tengyuan Qianye roared, “Pure One, come back!” Fujino Masayoshi turned a deaf ear! In his eyes, there was only Yang Xiao's arrogant smile! The snow-white dagger flashed through everyone’s line of sight.

It was like his second home. “Spill” Sakura said, popping her bubble gum. Fujirawa Sakura is a fair-skinned cutie who had a strange obsession with the colour pink. She has long dark brown hair, dark eyes, and an amazing figure. Her future ambition is to be a model which everyone thinks will be absolutely possible. She used to have a crush on me and we slept together once when we were both drunk. It’s something I’ll always regret. She wanted us to get together but I told her we could only be friends. Nothing more. Toshiro made a gesture for us to all move closer which we did. He then whispered, brown eyes twinkling; “I found out that Hina is two weeks pregnant and Ren is the father”

Foxx is not hesitant to pay more than the regular rate, especially if he's being served by someone like Kayla, one of the bar's favourites chosen by the clients. "Not bad. I can buy the expensive bag that I showed you the other day," Kayla chuckled, perhaps imagining herself holding the expensive bag. Jane didn't want Kayla to get carried away with her own imagination. So, she gently pushed Kayla's body and said, "Mr. Foxx doesn't like those who are late. Hurry to room number three or you might lose the chance to buy your expensive bag." "Wait, are you kicking me out? I'm your senior, you know!" Jane just stuck out her tongue and watched Kayla walk away from there. Occasionally, Jane could s

She spat and Enzo punched her with his brass knuckles and she cried out as blood dripped down her broken nose. "Fucking racist" Enzo glared. "I know why she hates me, I will take that you weren't smart enough to scam anyone from country? The Yakuza are ruthless and will smell your bullshit from afar, they aren't ruled by their dick, unlike the men you've met. You are not even attractive" Yumi clicked her tongue. "Agreed," Enzo and I said simultaneously. "We will give you some time to reflect on life and if my wife isn't here in twenty minutes then forget about your worthless life" I declared.

The sound of leather shoes on the tiled floor suddenly echoed, immediately catching the attention of the two beautiful girls. “Foster Dad!” Fiona exclaimed, delighted to see Ralph back early. Ralph walked towards Fiona, reaching out to gently touch her hair. Unlike usual, he didn't ask about Fiona's well-being but looked at Ernesta and said, “Do you study programming languages too?” Ernesta looked up, evaluating her foster father. As the male lead of this world, Ralph's appearance was impeccable. He had golden hair, shining like silk, neatly trimmed, revealing his perfectly sculpted face. His blue eyes, deep like the ocean, reflected intelligence, sharpness, and a hint of mystery. His body w

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

She forced herself to stay grounded, clutching her designer bag close to her waist to hide how tightly her fingers were squeezing the strap. "Yeah... marriage," Jamie said, her voice dropping into a steady, soft tone as she looked straight into his dark eyes. "A total political union between the Yakuza and the Salvatores. An official bond that no rival family could ever break." Giordano didn't answer her right away. He stood completely still, staring down at her while his sharp, calculating mind raced through the sheer strategic leverage of her proposal.

Marco laughed once and unhurriedly undid his cufflinks. "Haven't stretched my muscles in a while." He looked at Lorenzo. "And here's someone walking right into it." Marco didn't hold back. His fists came fast and hard, yet precisely avoided anything vital. Lorenzo was soon beaten to his knees, his breath coming in shudders. "Anna, I'm your fiancé..." He looked at me, a wretched sight. "You'd let some outsider beat me like this? Are you insane? I'll tell the police!" I crouched in front of him.

Only an idiot would call off this engagement. That made the comments spiral completely out of control. [Wow, living off a woman and still acting proud of it.] [Three apartments? Wow, I'll take your fiancee and treat her so much better!] [Goddamn!!!] Under that post, Simon jumped around arguing with netizens, passionately firing back. [You're just jealous! True love is not a crime! She's already so old—who else would want her besides me?] Then came the most outrageous part. He personally pinned a comment that said: [Bro, I support you! Chase love bravely! Demand a breakup fee from your fiancée—three properties means you should get at least half! Remember: when you have no shame, you're invinc

For Silas for the man whose stormy eyes promised forever he’d dive deeper. A shadow detached from the darkness: a Yakuza thug in a tailored suit, irezumi tattoos glowing under ripped sleeves. Not Kane’s crew these bore the dragon insignia of the Kurogane-kai, a rival faction splintered from Tokyo’s old syndicates. Kane had allies in the Yamaguchi-gumi offshoots, but Kurogane hated outsiders poaching their tech smuggling routes. This ambush? A declaration of war.