Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 65

Dane was awestruck by the fact she was to be the leader of the Ronin. How was that possible? He was unsure. But that meant that if he could marry her, he would never want for anything. Personal gain aside. He cared for none of her previous transgressions or associations. The Saints were nothing more than common street thugs who were busy helping clean the streets for his agenda.

He had hoped to track down and speak with their leader, or the man the CCTV showed, Johnny Gat. There she is before him. To say it did not arouse him would be an understatement. The fact she hid it for so long was astounding.

"My lady, please think it over. More than anything, our joining would not only solidify our business aspects for any future projects or endeavors. There would also be personal gratification." He stepped closer to emphasizing their former relationship.

Pushing his approaching hand away. None of it. Kyouki showed she was done with him on a personal level. As for the business proposal, she just made it clear she was not interested. "Jiro-san, please prepare the car. Uncle, please leave me to speak to this man." Kyouki stated, staring Dane down. "I'll just be a moment. Thank you." Smiling when Shogo left the room, the smile faded when the sliding door closed behind them.

The sound of flesh striking flesh in one sharp snap left a bright crimson hand print on the Head of Projects face.

"How dare you? You have some nerve to even bring yourself to ask something as idiotic as my hand. I would never marry you after what I found."

Dane blinked, cheek stinging. - He lunged at her, grabbing her throat, pushing her down on the table, hiking that dress up over her hips, taking her there on the table. Dane blinked, straightened himself, and looked at her. She was unreadable. "I told you already that there was a misunderstanding. I really have plans to marry you, honestly. You are... phenomenal. I do not care about your background. I met you in a bar."

Kyouki snorted, shook her head. "If you had wanted to marry me, you should have kept your dick in your pants. I have no reason to associate with the likes of you, business or personal." With that, she brushes past the stunned Ultor figure.

"No." Dane growled. He reached for her, tugging her arm and into his chest. He held her in place, a hand on her throat. "You will marry me. You will tell your uncle you have considered when you leave." Dane squeezed her neck for emphasis on how not joking he was.

Kyouki struggled against him, trying to push him away. "L-let... Me... G-go..." breathing hard through her nose.

Dane then smiled, this was how he wanted her, how he had her in the proverbial palm of his hand. Whimpering, writhing, he pulled her close and kissed her. When he broke the kiss he whispered against her lips. "I will never let you go." Opening his eyes Kyouki was locking eyes with him. A soft smile on her full lips caused Dane to slacken, and just as suddenly a fist met his face before he had time to process what happened to him. Stumbling back a few feet hitting the long table behind him.

Kyouki came closer glaring at the man, towering over him as he braced himself, sheer intimidation encapsulated her. Grabbing his chin roughly pulling his face close to hers. "If you ever, ever, put your hands on me again, like that. You will lose the hand and much, much more. Hm?" Kyouki stood, leaving Dane for good this time.

Dane watched her go. He tasted blood. He put his hand to his lip. Blood coated his fingertips.

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Jyunichi sat with his head bowed, looking at his hands on his knees. It tore him up to tell Kazuo the address. But his loyalty was to the elder first. He told Kazuo everything. How the heist happened, how he found the home, some of the money went, who had it. Kyouki deterred him from acting against her wishes.