Getting things in place at the warehouse took longer than I anticipated. We made sure there were plenty of traps. I doubt my father would come alone to face me. I wanted to make sure we kept my number of opponents limited. I wanted the old bastard. Be easier to kill him without anyone getting in the way.
I had changed into my Kitsune black and red tight leather outfit, my double edge katana at my hip. “You’re still sure about this.” Hibiki asked. I smiled and pulled him into my by his shirt, kissing him hard.
“Yes. I will end this tonight. I can control Kitsune’s blood lust. She’ll be satisfied with his death.” I assured, letting him go. “Now they're here, so buckle up.” I winked, pulling my Kitsune mask down at the sound of cars on the gravel outside. He sighed and nodded, his lips pressed into a thin
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I’d been hoping maybe during these last six months, Takashi was going to give up. That he’d leave us alone knowing he’s dead if Yūri sees him. When we came back to the states, I was hoping maybe we could move forward. Get Yūri beyond her need for vengeance.But no. The mother fucker had to get Ivy and Violet involved. Yes, I’m pissed he also went after Mayu and Hachiro. They’d been living peacefully in Canada, and last we heard from them, Mayu was pregnant. So he is not only holding children hostage but a pregnant woman as well. New fucking low.Now I just want him dead. I don’t care how it happens. I don’t care if it’s me or Yūri who does it. But he’s going to die. And depending on how hurt the girls will depend on how badly he gets beaten up before finally dying. He doesn’t deserve a quic
“LET ME OUT OF HERE! YURI IS GOING TO KILL YOU FOR THIS!” A very distinct and familiar voice was shouting. “Shut up Bitch!” a man banged his fist on a door. “Who’s that?” Ivy whispered. “Mayu. Yūri’s very pregnant best friend.” I whispered back. “Stay here.” I pointed to the spot she stood before going around the corner, firing three shots. Two headshots and the third man got hit in the shoulder. “Holy shit.” Ivy exclaimed. The guard I only winged fired a shot missing me by a couple of inches, hitting the wall instead. “Dude, I’m like six feet away, and you missed. Pathetic.” I scoffed and shot him in the chest. Let him die slowly. I shoved him out of the way from where he’d fallen to get the door. “Mayu! It's Hibiki! Stand back!” I shouted before busting off the door handle.
**The Present***“So that’s it?” Forrest frowned as we sat in their living room. I chuckled. “Well, obviously, that’s not all there is. That is just how things ended with Takashi.” I shrugged. “Okay, but well, what happened after that?” Riko asked. The subject of our story was the only thing that seemed to draw her attention away from the shiny rock on her left ring finger.“Well, what do you want to know?” Yūri asked, cocking her head. We don’t mind talking about our lives, but we’d really rather talk about their future. About their plans. We knew the boys were going to propose. And after arriving yesterday for the engagement party, we got to hear all about the romantic proposal at the trellis where they had their first Christmas date and the
I don’t know who was more nervous as the three of us climbed into a cab to go to our hotel. I know it wasn’t me. I was as cool as a cucumber. I don’t mind my husband having sex with another woman. I certainly don’t mind it being Ivy, either. I wanted to ask some questions, but I knew it would worsen to ask questions in the cab.So I waited till we reached our suite. Ivy was leaning against the wall nervously, wringing her hands with her eyes down as if her black mary janes were the most fascinating thing on earth. Hibiki looked stiff and not ready to blow this girl’s mind kind of stiff. I sighed and sat on the bed, leaning back on my palms. “Okay, you two need to seriously relax. Ivy, have you changed your mind?” I asked her first.She's only grown into her beauty over the
I love getting to come to visit our granddaughter in Boston. I hated those long years after Saki died that our asshole son-in-law would make every excuse under the sun not to let us visit. I still have days I want to wring his little neck. I may be pushing eighty, but I still know how to kill a man. The only reason I haven’t killed him is my sweet, forgiving granddaughter and her very supportive and handsome boyfriends.And yes, I said, boyfriends. My granddaughter is putting her mom and me to shame with her game. So fucking proud of the woman she’s become, and I know my Saki would be too. I smiled as we rang the doorbell to their cute place near campus. I noticed the door across the hall slightly ajar and a narrowed eye watching us.“Ignore it.” Hibiki softly muttered, rubbing my back. He knows me. And he knows well enough that I won&rs
It was 1972, and I was very much about the women's liberation movement. I'd spent too long being controlled by someone else. Being told what, when, and how to do something by someone else. Correction. It wasn't just someone else. It was by my father. And I've had enough. We've been living in America for six years, and I'd gotten a taste for the freedom this land of dreams offered. And my father didn't like it.“YURI!” my father bellowed. His voice echoing off the empty corridors of the house. I rolled my eyes, flipping my long black hair over my shoulder. I didn’t give a flying fuck what he had to say. I’m twenty-four years old, and I am done with him trying to control my life. In general, I am done with men, trying to dictate what I can and cannot do. And that’s exactly why I’m heading to this protest.“We are so
****The Present**** I stifled a smile at the looks on their faces. They looked somewhere between shock and awe just at the tidbit my darling wife has told them. “Holy shit! Granny, you dirty, dirty girl!” Forrest laughed. “So that’s where Riko gets it. We assumed just from talking to you. But that… wow.” Elijah smirked. Riko was covering her face trying to hide her blush. Yūri, of course, laughed. “That’s well. It’s impressive.” Darius nodded. “You obviously have heard all this before.” he nodded at me. “Of course. I mean, I lived it. And once we were together, we didn’t keep secrets.” I shrugged. “Well, now we want to know all the secrets.” Forrest smirked. “Not the details! I don’t want the details.” Riko shook her head. Yūri scoffed at her. “Oh, Riko, sweetie. You know we have sex. I mean, if we didn’t, your mo
As I pulled into the compound, I spotted Hachiro waiting on the steps with his arms folded and his default blank expression on his face. I know he’s capable of other expressions. I’ve seen his face when he cums. Hard to forget that. And I’ll admit it’s hard to take him seriously anymore. Not that I took him seriously before.“Mistress…” he sighed, stone-cold brown eyes trailing over my outfit with disapproval. “Your father is furious. You made the news.” he gruffly commented. “Tell me something new. Father is always angry. And good. I’m glad we made the news. This is an important moment in history, and if even in a small way my actions can implement the change, I’m happy.” I shrugged, slinging my jacket over my shoulder as I walked past him.Hachiro muttered something under his