Yakuza Girlfriends Novels & Stories

Mark was just laughing while Dex tried to separate them. Well, this is fun in a way but I have to go soon so I clear my throat and said, "STOP! Mind your manners in an official meeting. If I'm not in a hurry, I can leave you two to brawl for as long as you want. With that, I assume that there is no objection, and to answer Liliana's question, No. There is more to this than just that." They stop and stood up straightening their clothes and go back to their respective seats. "The next one is about negotiating and building relations with Japan. Those Yakuza used to prefer Grey Howl but somehow a new gang arise there and completely take over the other big gang. Lucky for us, this gang is also ha

she thundered, unwilling to be silenced this time when I tried to kiss the words away. Kumicho. That was right. I was a fucking yakuza boss now. Japan's answer to mafia kings, kumicho was the boss of bosses in the Yakuza. She'd never be safe in my arms ever again. "Fuck. Damn, you feel good. Everything hurts but you feel so fucking good," I ranted. "Coming," she let that one little word out into the room, then howled like I was killing her.

It made me extremely uncomfortable. In my mind, after what just happened, Jenna Johnston—my girlfriend's godmother—was already mine. This couldn't go on. I sent Ms. Johnston a message, attaching one of the photos I'd just taken of her collection. I typed out, "Come to the storage room now. I need to talk to you. Ignore those men, or I'll get jealous." After sending it, I kept my eyes on her at the counter. Sure enough, the moment Ms. Johnston saw the message, her expression changed. She quickly made an excuse to the customers, then hurried toward the storage room.

Telling my girlfriend I was fucking around with her brother behind her back wasn't part of the Best Friend Birthday Party Plan. We managed to get out of the house without being stopped by any chatty friends, hit by any drunks trying to dance with everyone whether they were dancing or not, or threading our fingers together to hold hands through the mix. Who knew it would be so tempting to hold another dude's hand? I'd never even liked holding hands before. There was just something about the idea of feeling Jacob's thick fingers intertwined with mine that really turned me on. Not a huge surprise since I was beginning to realize everything about Jacob really turned me on.

I furrowed my brow as I started to change. “The day my best friend, the future yakuza boss, a total badass, who loves a good orgy Yūri Hatake not only gets married but is in love.” she laughed, coming over to help me with my kimono. Was I in love? Is that what I’ve been feeling? Maybe. It’s a foreign concept to me. “Oh, shut up and help me with this. We don’t have a lot of time.” I shook my head.

"Are you threatening me?" "No," I shrugged indifferently, "I'm reminding you of that more than important fact. You're a Yakuza woman, you owe your allegiance to your husband, your mafia, and your agreements. Don't try to harm it by being an irresponsible person who can't contain her anger." "You're insolent..." "Well, that says a lot about a woman who attacks looking for something she won't get." "You chose wrong; the girl is a nobody..."

Shen Jianchuan glanced at Yuri and said, "She's my girlfriend. I was just about to introduce her to you. She's called Yuri." Cassandra's mind was in a mess. "Didn't you introduce your girlfriend to me? Why do you have a girlfriend again? Is this a new one?" Shen Jianchuan, "..." Yuri stood to the side, feeling rather awkward. After the air was condensed for a moment, Stacy said to her daughter, "This is your Uncle Black's girlfriend." Cassandra blinked her eyes and threw herself into Zong Jingrong's arms. "Dad, their relationship is so messy."

Yawning like his whole stomach was empty, it was the case since they had not had a meal before they began to drink like drums. By his side, was Rudy Luca who is his girlfriend and also his crime partner. partner and all she wanted in life was all the luxury that it could offer though she had nothing in her head apart from her good looks. Endowed with incredible beauty, she was irresistible and could get any man she wanted but her mind was set only on him and he was the one for her

Was she really offering to bring a billionaire to her friend’s back-alley bar? “Sure, sounds like a plan! Shall we meet at the lobby after work, or do you want to head home first? I can pick you up.” Staring at Cyrrus’ excited grin, Aria began wondering for the first time if she wasn’t the only weird one here. * “No way.” The bartender stared at Aria as though she had grown two heads. “You can’t be serious.” “Jason, this is Cyrrus Lied.” Aria squirmed under her friend’s piercing glare. “Cyrrus, this is my friend, Jason Stone.”

Juan chuckled in response, seeming genuinely amused by my words before he turned away from the dancefloor and settled his light brown eyes on my own. "It's okay to call it as it is, you know. I clearly hold no love for them. And I am dying to vent a little about how sucky it is to be pulled into this damn farce. Those two assholes do not deserve either Selene or Alessa. They would be better suited ending up alone, honestly, but alas, our world is fucked up and everything is absolute shit. Now, I don't know much about the Yakuza guy that's supposed to marry Tori but I do know their organization values honor and respect more than anything else which means little Tori might have a fighting chan