Yakuza Tour Guide (18+)

"What is this!?"

Tatsu laced his fingers and leaned back in his chair, giving me a cocky smirk. "Your debt... ¥3,812, 850. Roughly $30,000. You thought everything was going to be on the house?"

Standing up, he starts drawing closer until he's passed by my chair. I can feel his presence behind me, two strong hands grasping either of my shoulders and slowly rubbing them. "Naturally, you won't be able to leave Japan until the debt is fully paid. I'm a nice guy, though. I'll let you stay in my penthouse - for a daily fee, of course."

My lip quivers, but I force myself to stay silent. "This can't be legal."

"Eh? But that's your signature, isn't it?" I look down at the papers. He's right, that is my signature.

"I could never get the money," I say. My voice is weak and hoarse. Spinning my chair around, he kneels and cups my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes. "Why are you doing this?"

"You said it yourself," he says, the smile leaving his face. The coldness of the look on his handsome face, a face that I was so used to fawning over, startles me. This doesn't make sense. "I'm just a yakuza, right?"

Tears dot the corner of my eyes. "What do I have to do? Sleep with you?"

"¥50,000 per date," he says, bringing out faces closer. I'm too afraid to resist him as our lips press together. Until this moment, I would never have dreamed of fighting Tatsu off. My head is swimming as he brushes my hair back. "Whether you sleep with me or not is your choice~"