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Chapter Two
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Akio
Who knew that coming to the club tonight would change my life? I almost didn't come too. That would have been a true tragedy if I had missed her. "Ladies, are you ready to leave?"
She looks from the older lady who I assume is her mother to her friend sitting beside her. The older woman nods and then turns to tell my grandfather goodbye. He stands with them and bows. The women bow back before turning to me. I call for two of my grandfather's men to follow close behind us but not too close so the women won’t feel like they are being smothered. If the look in my little cherry blossoms eyes is any indication, she is a runner. Coming on too strong will only cause her to try to run from me which in turn will only make me scare the hell out of her more when I chase after her.
And I will be chasing after her if she tries to leave me. I let the women walk in front of me so I can see just how small my new obsession is. She barely comes up to my armpit. In fact, she would fit nicely up under my arm. I can also check out her ass from back here. It's nice and rounded, making my mouth water to bite the tight globes while I have her on her hands and knees.
The thought makes my cock swell and I find that I have to adjust myself. One of grandfather's men stands beside of me but he isn't going to say any damn thing. He knows better than to fuck with me. Grandfather might have sent me away so I didn't get the full impact of his life but I still picked up quite a few things from him, not to mention having the instinct ingrained that allowed my grandfather to come up in the ranks of the yakuza.
I allow them to walk through the exit of the club before I move to stand beside them. "Are you ladies hungry?"
"Oh, we ate at this one restaurant before we came to the club but I wouldn't turn down another stop."
I take my phone out and shoot a message to the restaurant owner. It is later than they stay open but he will open the place up for me. The women start chatting about meals that they would still like to try when a man comes up beside the little cherry blossom who has my full attention whether she realizes it or not. He makes a grab for her and pulls her by her arm away from the group of women. She tries to pull away from him but he is quickly pulling her into the shadow of a building someone like her has no reason to ever be in.
Before I can stop myself I have the man up against the building with his arm behind his back. I also made sure to slam his head into the building so his nose is running with blood and snot. When he sees my face his eyes widen and his face turns deathly white.
"I didn't know she was with you, sir." The man might be older than me but my grandfather's place in the organization means this little bug isn't going to disrespect me. "I never would have touched her if I knew she was with you."
"No, I don't suppose you would have. But the word better get out that she is not to be touched or else this city will burn and so will everyone in it and I will be seeing you again later tonight just so the message is clear."
I let the man go and turn back to the woman who is patiently waiting on me surrounded by her mom and friend. The two men with me have moved closer so that people have to walk around them. Her eyes are almost as round as the guy's I just fucked up and her face is pale. She isn't used to violence. I'll have to be mindful of that from now on. Violence is a way of life in my world. It is a rite of passage that a man takes when he grows from a boy to a man.
My grandfather was a kind man to his family but everyone outside of our home knew not to fuck with him. He is the only member of our organization to actually retire from being the oyabun, or boss, when my parents died in a plane crash. He said it was because of his health but I think it had more to do with me. Most of the oyabun hold the position until their death. Even though he retired he is still highly respected by the new leader of the organization and many come to him for advice and guidance.
My father was in line to take over after my grandfather and was just as ruthless to everyone he dealt with who was not family. When I think of my dad all I can remember is the man who would tell me stories at night just before bed and kiss my mother every morning before my tutors came to the house. Grandfather still has a huge influence with most of the members and I suspect still runs some of the business holdings although he hasn't outright confirmed that to me and probably never will.
When I was old enough I was sent to an American college in New York. My grandfather owns houses there and in California and Hawaii. He doesn't travel as much as he used to but occasionally he will come with me when I go oversee one of the family-run businesses in California. Grandfather wanted me to distance myself from the life of violence and crime that often came with the membership into the organization. For the most part, I have stayed out of the majority of the less than legal businesses ran under my grandfather. It is hard to be a part of that world and yet somehow separated from it as well.
Grandfather has taught me how to walk the thin line and keep balance between the organization and the businessman who has offices in New York and Boston as well as Tokyo. I have friends that I grew up with that are heavily involved that I still talk to but they understand my path is a different one. And if they don't agree with it they also know my grandfather will remind them of just why they should respect that decision.
Given how powerful my grandfather still is today, it is not surprising that he has been pushing for me to find someone so he can have great-grandchildren to keep him 'young'. It was what I feared was happening when he called for me at the club. I was in the back going over the books and making sure everyone stayed 'legal'. It is a much-held secret that we own the club and help finance several restaurants in the district. Grandfather likes to keep his legal businesses well hidden.
"If you ladies will follow me. Please." I put my hand at the bottom of her back to guide her the rest of the way to the restaurant. Hopefully, their friend didn't tell them what was being said when I was speaking with the other guy. When they come to the closed, darkened store they pause but the owner is right there to open the door.
"Mr. Haruyoshi please come in. Ladies, it is so nice to meet you. Please follow me. Right this way." His English isn't as fluent as mine but he is trying for the women's sake. He also respects me by not touching any of them or staring overly long. He leads us to a table in the back and waits for all of us to sit before bowing. He knows what I like and will see that it gets to our table.
"So I guess we didn't get too far into introductions before we left...which probably wasn't the safest thing now that I think about it," Her mom's face scrunches up at the thought, "but anyway I am Kacey and this is my daughter, Quinn and our friend Hoshi. She has been a great guide and been showing us all around but your grandfather thought it would be safer for us to take you along too. Maybe you could show us a different kind of Tokyo."
Oh, I am sure I can show them something they have never seen before but I won't. I could tell them about the soapland building that the man I busted up was trying to drag my woman into. Soaplands are brothels that have all sorts of interesting things on the menu. Most are high-end places that don't cater to foreigners but some aren't as reputable. I'm not sure why that man was trying to separate my little cherry blossom from the rest of her group but it couldn't have been for any good reasons.
Quinn. At last my mystery lover has a name. And a face. I spend most of the meal openly staring at her even though her mother is sitting right beside of us. Her friend looks nervous and like she wants to leave as soon as possible. She knows the rumors and the whispers about my family I am sure and if not my family she at least realizes who we are affiliated with. I bide my time before I can drop the women off at their hotel. I make sure to go all the way up with them, only leaving when the women are safely locked inside.
As soon as I hit the house my grandfather is asking me about the women. Kacey reminds him of my grandmother but I can tell there is more to it than that. He didn't miss how I looked at Quinn when I heard her speak.
"They got to the hotel safely, grandfather."
His old eyes rake over me not letting me hide anything. "You left the two men?"
I give him a slight nod. I want to go to my room so I can take my cock out but I also don't want to disrespect my grandfather. Especially not when he is the person who introduced me to my future lover and might be my biggest supporter when I make my move. "Yes." I give him the name of the hotel the women are staying at.
"I wonder if they will let us move them to a more secure place?" he rubs his chin deep in thought.
"I don't think they will and they aren't going to be here long." We stare at one another and this time my grandfather is the one who gives me a nod.
