Yakuza Pride (The Way of the Yakuza Book 1)
whilst yakuza underboss Shigure Matsunaga meets Kenneth Harris at a humdrum social occasion, he’s shocked to discover himself drawn to the blond gaijin with the mismatched eyes. Shigure is much more happy while he discovers Ken not just speaks eastern fluently, yet is fluent in Japan's methods, even the extra violent of the martial arts. Ken’s services at kendo isn't his so much remarkable quality—it’s the fervour underneath his quiet, virtually fragile external that ignites Shigure's lust, and the 2 come jointly as explosively as they spar.
Shigure is a perilous guy in a deadly place. He’s been attempting to continue the peace with the Daito-kai—his hated rivals—but the chance at the streets is escalating, threatening these Shigure such a lot desires to safeguard. He could declare to like his gaijin, yet prior to he can preserve Ken secure, Shigure must triumph over hostility from his humans, a hidden enemy, and, the main insidious opponent of all, his personal hard-won delight.
rather well fitted to that objective. “Watch the doorstep now,” he stated to avoid wasting the awkward second. “You wouldn’t are looking to prove down there with the koi.” “You even have fish within the pond?” Kenshin requested, and Shigure virtually laughed on the approach his temper had instantly lifted. the yankee was once particularly a child, all enthusiasm and cuteness. “Of direction I do, who do you're taking me for?” he joked. “A titanic fish in a small pond?” Kenshin stated earlier than darting around the pond and clear of him, relocating with.
Invitation. It used to be the sexiest factor the yakuza had ever obvious, Kenshin’s severe face making it extra severe than playful, as though he really believed Shigure could die if he didn’t make Kenshin his. He didn’t enable move of the nice and cozy ankle in his hand as he leaned to the facet to open the 1st drawer within the nightstand and dug out condoms and lube. He labored single-handedly, tearing and uncapping, his eyes by no means leaving Kenshin’s, awaiting any switch, soaking up each element in their mineral.
Him, a appreciate Shigure had in basic terms bought grudgingly from others, and just for so long as he saved combating teeth and nail for it. Kenshin’s admire could delay it doesn't matter what he did, robust and unconditional as not anything else Shigure had ever acquired in his existence. He curled his hands round bony hips and eased just about all the best way out of Kenshin’s physique, his eyes dull into these around, bicolored marvels as he ward off in difficult, ultimately unleashing the complete energy of his yearning, intuition.
guy acknowledged. “Should have noticeable Kotaro the 1st time he wear hakama pants.” “Oh guy, that used to be rich.” there have been chuckles throughout, and Ken attempted not easy to not stare as tattooed dermis used to be published in all places. Lions, clouds, flora, and Buddhist deities stretched over huge backs, up bulging biceps, and down muscled legs, fantastically shaded shades overlaying kind of epidermis yet regularly there, crying “yakuza” as proudly as gang badges did, merely extra permanently—and even more painfully, he guessed.
position. “No, Kotaro-kun. The Shinayawa isn't letting one in all their very own die,” he acknowledged. the child nodded solemnly. “Good. How do i locate Kenshin-san?” the boys chuckled throughout, and Shinya patted Kotaro’s head. “Kid, if we knew that, you’d be the 1st the boss might ship to unfold terror between our enemies.” Kotaro grinned from ear to ear. “And to rescue Kenshin-san.” “Yeah, and to rescue our gaijin.” Shinya became to examine Shigure, and he observed the problem in his man’s eye, bold him to.