That One Night in Stockholm

That One Night in Stockholm

  • WpView
    Reads 9
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing35m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 26, 2024
Amae Himejima has managed to escape the wrath of her father, leader of the Yakuza, from Japan with the help of her brother Takeshi, in order for her to stay safe. She headed for Stockholm, Sweden, and meets a man with blue eyes like the ocean. ------------ Jan Ahlberg, the youngest son of the Ahlberg family, and youngest brother of the Don of the Swedish Mafia. What happens when he sets his eyes upon a young woman, with black, curly hair, enters the nightclub on her first night in Stockholm?
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • His Obsession
  • The Forbidden Engagement - Book 2
  • Mafia baby
  • I'm in love with a Mafia boss Bokuaka
  • BETTER OR WORSE
  • Scorpion
  • Separated
  • The Yakuza's flower
  • 1.1 | The Yakuza Bride

Today, on our wedding anniversary, I am bursting with excitement to meet my loving husband, Javier, at our venue. As a Yakuzas mafia leader, he waited patiently for me, despite knowing that I initially opposed our children joining the organization. However, like a generation-old doctrine, this was inevitable. I adore Javier, a wonderful husband and father, and our playful dynamic still thrives after 15 years. I am the "black cat" to his "golden retriever," keeping him on his toes. Before we met, my ex broke my heart, and Javier's men often witnessed their boss's pouty face when I teased him. Little did I know, our love story was about taking a dark turn. The next morning, I woke up in a hospital bed surrounded by beeping machines and sterile smells. A handsome stranger stood beside me and his eyes were filled with concern. "Who am I?" I demanded my voice to shake. "And who the hell are you?" The man's expression turned from concern to shock, and he hastily exited the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Was I paranoid or did this stranger pose a threat? I could not shake off the feeling that my life was about to take a dark and unexpected turn.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines