『𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐎𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐞』 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

14 No way out

Y/N's POV:

No way... No... Fucking... Way. What the heck is he doing here?! I look at the man standing by the tent door as he gently flicks the white cloth behind him, fixing the button on his black suit as he calls my name.

"I am here to have a conversation with 'Mother'." He says with a smirk, an evil smirk.

"No, the guards have already crossed your name out of the visitors-"
"What do you mean, Y/N?" He steps forward slowly, walking over to me, "Don't forget who owns this place, this building, this private cemetery," he leans closer to my ear, chuckling.
"My dear Y/N." He chuckles again, his voice low and deep, his cold breath leaving a tingling sensation of trauma coming back to my mind.

He slowly pulls away, glancing at the man beside me, "You must be her new boy toy, Hanma Shuji, yes?"

He reaches his hand out, only to find the cold air shaking back his hand. He retrieves his calloused hand as he chuckles, "Looks like Y/N's boy toy got the same personality as her."

While the man just stands in front of us, his hands tucked in his black pockets, Hanma is the complete opposite. He glared at him like a predator watching his prey closely, his eyes narrowed like a hawk. He finally spoke, "And who's this jerk?"

The man chuckles again, "Me? Well, let's just say..." He glances at me then back to him, "I am the son of the greatest Yakuza, Oni Shiro. My real name's Sano Shiro, but I prefer my father's surname as I don't like sharing the same surnames with lowlives." He eyes me, "Who knows this slut could also climb on your bed just like her mother-"

"How dare you call my mother that." I spat,

Shirp wipes his chin as he chuckles darkly, "Now, now, how dare you spit on your brother?"

I attempted to lunge at him, but Hanma, the perfect jerk/gentleman he is, held my arms back, whispering in my ear, "Don't let him get to you, Y/N. He's just trying to burn your blood." He places a gentle kiss on my temple, soothing my arms until I calm down, arms now lowered.

"Wow, didn't know you needed a man to calm you down. Y/N," he steps forward, "Don't you miss me? Your brother who used to fuck that mouth of yours-"

"Shut your trap, Shiro. You will never have me back." I grit my teeth, "Don't even think about it. I hate you. I've always hated you ever since you trapped Mom in the sink and fucked her while my unborn brother is still in her belly. I hate you for killing him-"

A loud slap comes across my face, my cheek turns red and his hand leaves a mark on it. I felt myself shudder, his slap bringing back memories of the past. I clench my fists, tears welling up in my eyes. Hanma hated that, and as revenge, he hit the man with his unpredictable punch, making his nose bleed and the bridge break.

Shiro gasped as his eyes widened when he felt his nose bleeding fast, he laughed maniacally, "Haha! Y/N, Hanma, you dare challenge me?"

I stood and froze, my body trembling as I fought the urge to cry in front of everyone. "Somebody! Take this assaulting man out and don't let him come near ever again!" Hanma orders around loudly, the guards taking the crazy man out of the huge tent.

After a while, Hanma hugs me tightly as I crumble from his warm and tight embrace, he gently rubs my back, "It's alright, princess, it's alright." He reassures softly, his tone gentle.

I sobbed on his designer suit, drenching it with loud tears and sobs.

* * *

It's been three days since we went to my mother's private grave. I've never felt so drained and exhausted until that day. Hanma took care of me all night, pampering me to bed while comforting my traumatized ass. He was such a gentleman, but he was nothing more than that when it came to my revealing clothes.

Today, I sit on the bed, my back resting against the headboard with soft pillows for comfort as he works on my wet folds, kneeling on the bed and spreading my bare thighs, his hands leaving a mark on my skin as he continues eating me out. "Shu- Shuji..." I moan out, arching my back.

He ignores my soft moans and continues with his specialty, flickering his tongue against my sensitive clit. My legs tremble as I arch my back more, my hand instinctively coming to my breast, rubbing and kneading my breast through my white oversized shirt. My nipple gets hard as I close my eyes, adding sensation to his pleasures.

My other hand holds his hair, pulling him close as I grind my hips against his tongue, "Hngh.... Shuji, you're so... good...." I breathe out, loud huffs and pants fill the quiet room of his penthouse.

Suddenly, while he licks my sensitive clit, he thrusts two fingers inside my wet hole, fingers curling up making me shiver as my release explodes on his face.

He sits up as I breathe heavily, taking off his wet glasses and placing them down on the nightstand, Why does he have to be so hot when he takes them off? I glance at his hands coming to unbuckle his black belt, his white sleeves rolled up, exposing more of his veins.

I moan out as soon as I saw his huge cock throbbing through his boxers, "I'm so hard for you, Y/N. I've been holding myself back since three days ago."

He gently grabs my wrist, my palm rubbing against the hard erection, "This is why bad girls must be punished," he crawls towards me, hovering over me as he pins my wrists on the headboard, "Who was that man, Y/N? Answer me or I will fuck you until you can't breathe." He growls in my ear, making me moan and arch my back, "Mhmm...."

"Shuji, untie me first-" He quickly places a finger on my lips.

"Shhh, you've got no way out to escape, baby. Now," his hand snakes inside my shirt, going up to cup and knead my breast, his fingers choking me as he shoves them in my mouth, "Answer me or I will fuck the life out of you, baby girl."

"Hng-" my voice comes out incoherent from his fingers gagging my throat inside, "He's... my step- br- brother- Hngh!"

I moan out loudly, "Step-brother? And you let that man fuck your mouth?" He grunts as he thrusts in slowly, "Tell me, how did it feel? How long did he fuck your pretty little mouth?"

I roll my eyes as his cock thrusts in and out of me harshly, moaning loudly as my tongue comes out, his fingers going deep in my throat, "Did he go all the way here, where his tip touches your fucking throat, Y/N? Huh? Did you like how he fucks your mouth like how I do?"

He fucks me deeper, loud incoherent moans filling the room, my insides rummaging from his harsh thrusts, his cock pumping in and out of me as he grunts, his hand now choking my neck as he takes my breath away, kissing me, his tongue delving in my mouth.

I wrapped my legs around him, wanting him to go deeper and harder, "Mmph- more, baby. Yes, give me your all, your cum!" I sob loudly, the bed creaking that I can feel it almost breaking.

He pants loudly, "Fuck, Y/N, I'm about to impregnate you so deep."

As he was nearing his edge, he turns me around, my arms above my head, my chest buried deep on the pillow as he lifts my hips, thrashing himself deep while spanking my ass.

I squirm and flinch at every spank, but he always grips my hips as he fucks me until he's buried deep inside me. Oh gosh, I can feel his cum rejoicing as they enter my womb, a lot of them.

He pulls away and unties the tie on my wrists against the headboard before hugging me on the bed, kissing my temple, and panting sweet words, "You taste so good, Y/N. My cock had a large load inside of you."