Yarichin B Club Yuri Novels & Stories

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Yūri called out in a sing-song voice. I rolled my eyes as I realized the knock was Hachiro’s signal. Yūri rolled out of bed, first digging through her bag, throwing on a pair of short shorts and a tank top. “Going to get dressed or want them to see your cock? I mean, I don’t mind. It’s a fine-looking cock. But your call.” she arched an eyebrow glancing down at my morning wood.

She then stood behind Mariska and leaned down to trap her where she was. Her hands then crawled to Mariska’s breasts and pulled on one side to expose one of them. It’s just that before it could even feel the cold wind in the strip club, Yuri caught it with his mouth. Mariska’s body felt a tremble, more when he started sucking on the tip. The young woman continued to massage the other one while licking Mariska’s neck. Her other hand was even supporting the other that was being sucked. Mariska could only squirm, more when one of Yuri’s hands moved to undo his own pants.

It took her few minutes before her lips twitched. The others seemed to go back to their senses, hearing her curse once again. Mijo bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. "Why? You also don't get it, do you? We're both stupid, 'tol! " he joked, and laughed, but Yuri just raised her middle finger at him. "It's just you." She turned her gaze to the remaining guys. "Binary of letter U, please?" "Uppercase?" Black asked. Yuri just shrugged, "I don't know. Try it."

Yuri looked at Leah and ran up to her with a wide smile on her face. "Leah Onee-chan." Yuri jumped on Leah. Yuri was half-Japanese because her father was Japanese. Due to her habit and love towards her father's language, Yuri calls Leah Onee-chan...it is used to refer to as a big sister in Japan. Leah finds it very cute when Yuri calls her Onee-chan. "Yuri, where is your mom?" Leah asked while breaking the hug. She cupped the little one's fluffy cheeks. Yuri was half-Japanese but she didn't look Asian at all. In fact, she looked more like Leah.

Luna's POV The engine of the car hummed low as we pulled out of the club parking lot. The night outside blurred past the windows, but I only saw Yuri, his grip on the wheel too tight, his jaw locked like he was clenching something he wasn’t ready to say. “That Bratva guy almost hit me? You didn’t even flinch.” Yuri lit a cigarette, eyes fixed on the road. “He wasn’t going to touch you.” “He almost did.”

“Enough.” But Devin kept his eyes on Koji. “She’s not a weapon. She’s a person.” Koji said quietly, “She’s both.” Yuri looked down at the key. Then at all of them. “I’m going to Room Zero,” she said. “Alone.” Sang-woo shook his head. “No way—” Devin stepped forward. “Yuri—” She raised her hand. “No. This is my past. My blood. If she’s alive, I’m not letting anyone else decide who she becomes.”

“Yura!” greeted everyone within that group as they stood up. Yura was the eldest grandson of the Yaleman family, and he was also Lady Yaleman’s favorite grandson. As a result, everyone in the group naturally looked up to him. “Well you’re all early! Before anything else, though, I’d like to introduce my friends here! This young lady is my classmate in university! You can call her Marilyn! As for this beauty, her name’s Giya and she’s Marilyn’s ex-high school classmate when she was still in Mayberry City!” said Yura as he looked at Giya.

I smiled victoriously on coming up with a perfect excuse to escape. "oh okay." he seemed slightly unbothered. "What's her name anywa-" he dropped a speaker while talking to me. Great! Couldn't expect anything less from the 'God of destruction'. I hurried forward to help him. "Her name is Yuri" That's the best name you could come up with hikari, seriously, I thought to myself. Yuri means a ghost in Japanese, I face palmed myself in my head. "oh Yuri," he giggled a little "pretty name"

My fingers find the light dial on the wall, and I turn it, dimming the room of its bright white light. Most of our clients don't like to be seen. So Chad has us dimming the room until they say otherwise. I walk towards the other figure in the room. His cologne invades my senses. He smells expensive, which is odd. Because the expensive types are usually Maddie and Laylas' clients. “Hi, my name's YINA.” I close my eyes and bow, getting down on my knees. “I am here for your pleasure.” I recite our given lines from Chad.