Yakuza Girlfriends Novels & Stories

" Mr. Yakamura let out an exasperated sigh after saying his roundabout manner while Mr. Takashi on the other hand remained timid. "Bring me that woman's child. I would like to have a word with her." After a short while, Mr. Yakamura came up with an absurd demand. But since Mr. Takashi was aware that the other was above him, he was left with no choice but to give in and follow orders. Mr.Takashi decided that it would be better if she would contact Mathilde's secretary and asked her to do the task of bringing Jodi to their location and as expected, it did not take that long before the secretary was able to complete the task he asked her to do.

HIRAYA I entered the Palacio Underground as if nothing had happened. "Athena, everyone is already inside. The others are also starting to eat and talk. I also heard someone asking what this party is for." Eros said. "The heir of Yakezi approached me earlier. Yasero Yakezi. A famous japanese gangster and number one Merciless gangster in Kyoto Japan. He asked me what the party was for, I said I don't know either. He just nodded but accompanied I was the first to leave. " He added.

Kenji said. "But they do exist. They're real, not just in films." Akiko had never met one, of course, but she had certainly heard about them. "I'm not saying they don't exist. I know they're real, but I'm not one of them." Kenji certainly knew about the Yakuza groups in Japan. Some even worked for Kuyugumi when needed, but Kenji rarely dealt with them. They were often too greedy. "Are you a spy? In espionage?" Akiko’s next guess was overly exaggerated, based only on how secretive Kenji's life was.

"What do you mean?" "Let me complete my words. I know I'm dangerous for you but still, I'm ready to become selfish to stay with you because I feel alive with you and I want to feel alive every day before I die. Now I can't live a life without a soul, I don't want to die again from inside before dying in real. Now I can't even imagine going back to my earlier life where you weren't with me. It wasn't life, it was like I'm fighting a battle every day. I was just trying to become stronger so that no one can defeat me, but from inside I was empty and powerless. I was afraid to show my soft side because I didn't want anybody to take advantage of me. But with you, I'm not scared to be who really I

Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

She wasn't surprised. "Then?" Leah asked. "Then...obviously I said no and ran away. He looked very mature to me. I don't know why he said such a thing." Yuri said and sighed. "You remember what I told you, right?" Leah asked and Yuri quickly nodded. "Not to trust anyone, mind my own business, only try to protect myself," Yuri said and Leah nodded. "Yuri...what did he look like?" Leah asked. "To be direct...he looked like a yakuza." (A gangster in Japanese.) Yuri said and Leah's pupil slightly dilated. It's been a very long time since Yuri saw her giving such a reaction.

I would be their judge, jury, and executioner. A few more arrangements and the meeting was over. Raphael and I shook hands, the mutual understanding we held bound us together. “When this is over, don’t call me again, Luciano.” I grinned. “Oh, don’t be like that. I thought you liked me.” He grinned back. “I do, but there are limits to how much.” Once those two were out, I glanced at Cassio. “Have you heard back from the Irish, the Italian Dons, the Russian Sinners, and the rest of the Russian Bratva?”

one of the other girls spoke up. The entire space fell silence for a short while before Jacob let go of his collar and moved the rest followed him out leaving just Alex and the girl that just stood up for him. "Thank you about that, I'm really really so greatful!" Alex thanked her. "Ooh that? That was nothing and don't give to much thought to Jacob and the others, they are just one bitter set of humans," she added. "I'm Joyce by the way, but my friends call me Joy for short!" She introduced herself.

It was a strategic move nothing more. "KC!" I yelled. Not a moment later a pretty blonde entered my bedroom. KC is my best friend and one of my many guards. She is highly intelligent and a skilled killer. I wanted a woman to be my personal guard mainly to overthrow the patriarchal system in the mafia. "KC I need you to call a maid to pack my things ready for tomorrow," I spoke as I stared down at my hand. Dried blood coated my fingertips as the cut in my palm still bled. The pain didn't bother me.

I was pushed forcefully and I landed on my knees, not to mention my hands were handcuffed. "Well well well, Who do we have here? Daddy's Lil girl who ran away?" The leader of the gang was vicariously abhorrent. I know him. No, not personally, but I've seen him, he's famous, just as their group is. The group... They're Yakuza. THE YAKUZA.