A yakuza needs a fighter
A soldier wants revenge
What happens when this two make a deal but ends up being the best decision of their lives as the navigate through this storm called life. Will the survive or will they sink the twist and turns
*EVER DIALOGUE IS IN ENGLISH UNLESS SAID OTHER WISE*
AMAYA
It was a fun and swift flight filled with laughter, conversation, and getting to know each other. Takeshi had briefed me on what to expect from the press, and he wasn't kidding. As soon as we landed, he handed me his hoodie—which was huge—and a mask to shield me from the camera flashes. The plan was to pretend I didn't understand Japanese to avoid any shouted questions expecting a response. A certain female reporter managed to catch our attention by positioning herself right in front of us.
"Mr. Aizawa, is this the same girl you have been seen with all over social media," she asked.
"Yes, now move," he replied coldly as he intertwined our fingers. He then used the same hand to fix his mask, discreetly showing off the engagement ring he had gave me on the jet.
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"Miss, are you married?"
"Are you having an affair with a married woman, Mr. Aizawa?"
"Why did you choose a foreigner?"
Questions like that were shouted from the crowd as we got into an SUV that was waiting for us. I realized that the windows were tainted so I took off my mask and hood.
"You were not joking about the press," I said as I looked at Takeshi as he took off his own mask.
"Wait until they hear about the wedding," he chuckled and went through his phone before showing me a picture of us when we got off the plane, "can you imagine that they think that I am dating a married woman."
We laughed and fell into a comfortable silence while I took in the sites. It was not my first time in Tokyo, but I was my first time being here without a mission. I also thought that I would die single but looks like that was not what I was meant for. The ride took about 50 minutes to be exact before we pulled up to a big, beautiful house. When we got into the yard, it was filled with security, he was not playing around.
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We stopped at the driveway and by the door there was a boy and a girl, his siblings. Akira, the boy, is not that bad of a person for the brief conversation we once had but Haruka is a different story, I haven't talked to her, but the girl might as well be my biggest fan.
"Alright, get ready to meet the loudest person in the world," Takeshi teased as he opened the door for me.
The moment I stepped out, I heard a high-pitched screen before a body collided with mine. All the military training could not prepare me for this girl.
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe that I am finally getting to meet you......oh. Uh... My name is Haruka, and I love your smile," she said as she looked at me with a big smile.
I just chuckled and hugged her back. "Nice to meet you, Haruka, I heard so much about you," I said as I stepped back to see that Akira was now behind Haruka.
"Hello, big sister...it's been a while," he said with his charming smile, but it was nothing compared to Takeshi's.
"Hey, I was talking to her," Haruka said before wrapping her arms around my waist and since I was taller than her by a few inches, she could perfectly rest her head on my breasts.
"OK, please take your hands off of her," Takeshi said as he pulled me away from Haruka to his chest.
She did the cutest pout every and crossed her hands as Takeshi escorted me into the house. It was absolutely beautiful and aesthetic. We walked up stairs into a dimly lit room with black and white bedding and cream floors. There was a door that led to the balcony, and two more that were closed.
"This is my room but if you're not comfortable sharing, I can take you to another room," Takeshi said as he took of his blazer and sat on the bed.
"Nah, its fine as long as you keep those hands to yourself," I teased, and he lifted his hand in surrender.
"You must be jet-legged and need some rests so why you don't take a shower and I will send someone to bring you food," he said as he pulled me to the bathroom. "Your things are already pack in and since is already night, it would be better if you slept," he said.
"Thanks, but where are you going," I asked.
"Just to my office but I will be back in maybe an hour or two," he said as he walked to the door.
"Ok, have fun," I said as I walked into the beautiful bathroom.
"As if," I heard him say as the door closed.
I took a long relaxing shower and when I got out, I put on my black silky mid-calf pajamas and a knock sounded from the door. When I opened, an elderly woman was holding a tray of delicious food, and she gave it to me with a smile and a small bow. I closed the door, got back to bed and switched on the TV while I ate the food. About an hour later I fell asleep in the super comfortable bed. Moments later, I hear the door opened and some rustle before a hand found its way around my waist and pulled me into a hard chest. Takeshi's intoxicating scent filled my sense as he placed feather kisses along my upper arm and neck, I could swear, I heard him grumble but...
"I thought you were supposed to keep your hand to yourself," I said without moving or opening my eyes.
"Should I stop?" his husky-tired voice said.
FUCK! Why does his voice have to be so good. "No, it ok. We are going to get married anyways," I said as I turned and rested my head onto his chest.
He chuckled and whispered, "that's right, you will be all mine," his voice dropped a few optivars as his breath fanned my ears. "You have no idea how bad I wanted to hold you," he said as he wrapped both his arms around me.
While here we go........
*EVER DIALOGUE IS IN JAPANESE UNLESS SAID OTHER WISE OR IN BOLD*
