Yakuza Kiwami 2 소설 & 이야기

And with his money— he got exactly that. Yukimura Aito glances around the empty establishment in mild confusion. “Is there a reason why you called me back to Japan?”. His gaze settles back on Miyamura. “Not that I’m not happy to see you again, but I know that the feeling might not be mutual”. Miyamura scoffs, then pours himself a glass of scotch and downs it. “You’re saying it like I have something against you, Aito”. He pours another glass and passed it to the other alpha.

It howled, thrashing, snapping the air with blackened teeth, but the vines held tight. Kira gaped. “What the hell was that?!” “Later,” I snapped, voice trembling. “We end it now.” She didn’t hesitate. One clean strike — metal against bone — and silence followed. The creature went limp. The vines retreated, curling back into nothingness, leaving behind only blood and dust. For a moment, none of us spoke. The sound of my heartbeat filled the void. Then Mara whispered, “Kiami… what was that? What did you do?”

"They could feel offended by your decision, sir. We know the reputation of the Brazilian Mafia boss, this could cause problems." " If he feels offended, then let him tell me directly. And it's precisely because I know what kind of man he is that I won't hand Rosamund over to him. If Thiago Montenegro wants to get married to Rosamund, he will have to win her heart first, not just a contract. She is my blood, not a commodity of our organization."

We arrived at the warehouse that my cybermen operated and after unlocking the entrance with fingerprint, patterns and face lock, the door opened. We crossed paths with the Chief who took us into the operating room where all hands were on deck. “What’s the update? I had a restless night because of that case.” I sighed, rubbing my forehead. “You shouldn’t when you already have the Mafia Queen with you.” he said with a creepy smile. I looked at Axel and back at him in confusion. “Mafia Queen? Who is that?” I wondered anxiously. “KIM2002 of course.” he said affirmatively.

Maria De La Cruz was standing behind her boss, as if waiting for orders. At the table the two bosses were seated in one half of the room, behind them the hitman Lautaro, and on the other side with three security guards for each gang member, Guillermo was standing on the door of the entrance more than armed, because they feared an ambush. Pablo Altamirano begins speaking;

Aki leapt from roof to roof. Her tabi boots touched the tiles lightly before pushing off. She was harnessing Karamijutsu (Body-lightening). Without warning, a tile she was stepping on broke and she slid straight down to the edge of the roof, only managing to grab the gutter in the nick of time. She was dangling there when Yuriko appeared on the incline, just a few feet away, crouching and fanning out a set of throwing knives. Apparently, she had launched a projectile that broke Aki’s foothold.

I know that this casino is actually still in Arawn’s possession but the rats have infiltrated it a long time ago, slowly smuggling huge amounts of money out of it without his knowledge. This is a problem. But not really the biggest one. Setting down my glass and my clutch, I flick back my hair with a broad smile. “Hi, I’m Amber!” “Hi, Amber, how are you?” the croupier smiles at me as he takes new cards out of his deck for me. “Fine, thanks.” Leaning in, I giggle, “I usually don’t play.” The man sitting next to me smiles, taking a sip of his drink. “And you start at a 500-dollar table? You are savage.”

James and his friends in The Seven Wolves now have a mad plan. It wasn't enough to rob Kenji Kagawa. Now they will attack the Tuscon Bowling Center as Kenji's gang base. The Golden Dragon had spied on that place for one week. Now The Seven Wolves are assured of being able to strike them. The problem is now they have to involve the Police. One former head of the NYPD's anti-gangster team has joined Kenji and his Yakuza. So The Seven Wolves must also use the same method.

If it weren't for continuing the act, I'd tear off his mask. "Mate? Well, Sir, I sympathize with your situation. If your wolf really senses that I am your mate, then I'm unlucky. But I'm really not Ella. Have you heard about the Second Chance? I believe all werewolves know that after one side rejects the other, the Moon Goddess arranges a second mate for them..." "Second mate?" Kevin seemed wounded. At this moment, his body stiffened, and I could feel the tension in his shoulders lighten.

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.