My Akuma (Book One of The Yakuza Series) (✔️)

十七 (Seventeen)

A/N:

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Just some of my feelings at the moment.....🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️

-B.

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(Ryu's POV)

I walked over and pulled my knife from Vince's shoulder. He motioned for his men to put their guns down.

"I didn't expect to get a knife thrown at me by walking through the door." He said.

"Mr. Bianchi, good to see you again." Aria said.

"You as well." He smiled.

"子猫、ズボンを履いてみませんか?"
(Kitten, how about putting some pants on?)

"結構です。 私は大丈夫です." She said causing my jaw to tick. "Mr. Bianchi, would you like something to drink?"
(No thanks. I'm good.)

"Call me Vince. And ye-"

"No, he's fine." I said cutting him off. "What are you doing here?"

"You made a mess on my docks."

"Your docks?"

"Precisely. I got a call saying some psychopath went down there, sliced up a few men, and left a cargo container of roofied women open. Didn't know it was you until I checked the cameras I have set up. With....eyes all over this city it was easy to find you. I also got word that you killed a man in Little Tokyo."

"With a chopstick." Aria added.

"What does any of this have to do with you?" I asked.

He then stepped closer to me. "This is my city, my people. You can't just come here and start chopping people up. You do that, you cause a lot of problems for me. Makes me have people asking questions and poking around things."

He looked at me waiting to get the reaction he usually got from people.

Fear and worry.

He didn't get it.

"You don't scare me, Bianchi."

He pulled out his gun and held it up in a threatening manner.

"What about now?"

"Not even a little bit." I said.

"Those men you killed, they were paying me big money every month. Who is going to pay me now?"

"Not my problem."

"Why don't you tell me why you killed them? Why did you go there? And to the bar?"

I shrugged. "They had information I needed."

"What did you learn from it?"

"None of your business."

"Takahasi, now you know I'm an admirer of yours. I respect what you did years ago. I can respect how you operate. I did all that in Japan. You're in my country now. You're in my city. You play by my rules. When I ask a question, I expect an answer. You understand me?" He asked, pulling his gun up higher.

I smirked and nodded.

I took a step forward and grabbed his gun. Then I proceeded to pin him to the floor with my knife to his throat. His men had their guns back on me in seconds.

"I may be in your city, but your rules don't apply to me. None of them. I don't have to listen to you. I don't have to tell you a single f*cking thing. You're not my boss. I'm not going to kiss your ass like everyone else in his g**damn city. You don't own me and I don't owe you. You f*cking owe me. You can either accept that and keep the f*ck out of my way or I can reinsert my knife. There are no other options. Do you understand me?"