We made plans to hang out at Yumi's for a pool party. Yumi was DKs cousin and a close friend to Neela.
Keito and Jun had just showed up with two bags full of Japanese cuisine and started laying the containers out across the kotatsu.
Rice, miso soup, sushi, soba, and some type of chicken that I could not pronounce. I got out of the pool and slid my towels around my waist before rushing over to eat.
Jun pulls out a bottle of sake and Yumi rushes in to snag a drink. I refused the sake and pulled a corona from Keitos cooler.
Sitting around the table laughing at some of the stories they were telling...
We were soon interrupted by the sounds of loud rumbling. Some show offs on motorbikes that began to spin the sand towards us. A couple doing tricks in the distance. I recognized the guy Johnny straight away. He was the cutey that won the race that first night. Everything seemed fun and games until things began to feel more serious. When DK took off his helmet and got in Neela's face that's when I knew the reason things went bad.
Everyone got real quiet as they surrounded them to see the show. All eyes on DK and Neela hashing it out. Well mostly DK just getting in her face.
"Why are you telling Nan my business?" He was angry for sure but no one seemed surprised. This seemed to be a regular occurence between the two. "What did I tell you Neela? Huh. You get in my business, I get in yours." He then looks around until he spots Mira and makes his way to her. Holds out his hand for her with a serious look.
I was not about to argue and besides I couldn't say no to him. I put on the helmet before taking my place behind him on his motorcycle. Looking over to Neela before driving away. I wondered how she would handle the situation but she just let him take me..
To have him wrapped in my arms was more excitement than I could handle. Bikes I loved bikes. I always felt free when riding though I didn't feel dressed for it. The shear chiffon pareo was the only fabric that covered my white two piece bathing suit.
When we finally stopped just outside his place of business he held my hand as he led me through the crowd of people. This was it. His thoughts on me are what I've wanted since I met him. Though I couldn't help but feel as if I was meant to pay the price for Neela's action. We entered an office in the back and he gestured for me to take a seat.
I felt dirty from bathing in the sun all morning and awkward at the tiny bit of fabric that barely covered my skin. That and my hair was a mess from the ride here. I attempted to restrain the wiry waves that felt out of place but even now rebellious strands slipped loosely as they draped over my face.
I sat awkwardly and watched him pour himself a drink. Downing it in a single gulp as he stared over at me. Thoughts playing over in my mind as he pours another glass and gestures for me to take it.
As she moves in to take the glass he pulls it back out of her reach. A black formidable brow raised beneath his hooded stare smirking inwardly. Bringing her in reaching distance just enough to place her exactly where he wanted her.
Now as if some game he was playing and I was just a piece to move around. Trying to read his mood but he wasn't giving much. I looked down at the full glass of liquor that was poured.
He slid a finger across her leg to move the small bit of fabric from her suit. She takes the glass downing the shot before she climbs on top of him. The strong drink giving me a little more liquid courage to do what I had been wanting to do since we met.
The tips of his hair tickled her hands as they smoothed behind him.
He was a strong kisser but still his lips were soft and sweet against my own. He lets out a whimper to let her know he's enjoying himself but stops himself suddenly.
YOU ARE READING
Insanity of Past Transgressions
Fanfiction***spin-off from Fast and the furious.**** His life is Yakuza but she's an outsider. She wanted his love and he needed her loyalty. Will this journey leave her vulnerable to what's coming or will she be forced to fight and will that fight make her...