I welcome Akimi Kaneshiro, an organized crime leader, killer, friend, husband, and parent.
This is the introduction of my very first OC, Akimi Kaneshiro. This book is about the life he choose to lead as an international criminal. How will this effec...
WARNING: SEXUAL ACTIVITIES, FOUL LANGUAGE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Akimi hears his phone ring. Its Fujiwara again.
"What the fuck, baka?! Its 10AM!"
Akimi turned his phone off to silence the ringing and sets a palm on his forehead. His ears where vibrating and the room was a bit wobbly. 'Fuck, this hangover is bad ughhhh-'
It has been 3 months since he left work. He was becoming overtired and irritated with working.
A shipment of rubies came in from the Americans a while back so that helped but, their clientele had dropped significantly since Fukumura's death. Whoever remained knew better than to betray Akimi and found him incredibly trustworthy but, no new business came in. Another huge issue was Shimoda Toshio. Shimoda was a new and upcoming black market supplier, he retrieves goods for the auction house or that was his job anyway before he started stealing shit from Akimi's inventories. His squad was the most talented apparently so, Akimi let them into a job without checking them on anything. He still doesn't even know what he looks like. His identity is highly confidential and protected. This decision was made before Akimi knew how fucking stupid it was. He ended up lose around 5 billion yen. In comparison to the black market stocks and status, that was a small blow but...a blow nonetheless. Not to mention the fucker tried to assassinate him in his sleep. Big mistake for the hired hitman but, a close call. It pissed Akimi off so, he did what he does best and disappeared for a bit. He would come back eventually but not yet.
"What are you doing?" a sleepy, low, still hungover voice called out to Akimi from behind him before a handsome face nuzzled into his shoulder. Akimi wrapped his arm around the muscular male with short jet black hair before he felt a smaller warm body against his chest, causing him to jump a bit.
"Mmhh-" Was all he heard from the tiny girl with long pink hair before she wrapped her body into a ball on his chest. He pet her head gently, playing with her hair and covering her body with more blanket. They were all naked and he didn't want the small girl to freeze on top of him. 'Shit- LA sure is crazy...' He fell back asleep for a few more hours.
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Akimi woke up to someone playing with his hair. He fluttered his eyes open a bit before trying to sit up.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Mio Principe (my prince)..." a low husky voice said, softly.
