10:13 AM; June 5th, 20XX; GMT Time

  We found ourselves back as a group in Japan after a long week apart. Kazu and I landed first thing in the morning, Ken and Kurenai a few hours later. We had agreed to go to his parents together, better for me to have the support of my two as I got analyzed by my future in-laws. Waiting for them in Kazu’s Tokyo penthouse, I jumped from my seat as soon as I heard the door open, Kazu simply turning back from his seat as Ken and Kurenai walked into the living room. I went for Ken’s warm arms, a chuckle vibrating from his chest.

  “I missed you guys so fucking much!” I pulled Kurenai into the hug, a kiss on the top of my head as Ken held us both.

  “It was only a week, darling.”

  “A week too long. You guys are very much a part of me as much as Kazu is, don’t forget that.”

  “We’re aware, love.” Ken interjected as they both held my face, their left hands adorned with rings that I absolutely didn’t remember the last time I saw them. Taking their hands, I darted my eyes at both of them; the question lingering.

  “It’s symbolic. No need to get into it.” Kurenai muttered, Ken’s head nodding in agreement. They were always so in sync, who knows what they agreed on in case of any questions. I turned back to look at Kazu, who simply gave me a nod to leave it alone; it wasn’t our business. “Besides, you have much bigger things coming, especially since you’re meeting the chairman.”

  “He can have his opinion, I don’t care. I’m dating his son and besides, my parents love him, that should do something for him.”

  “And his mother?”

  “I don’t think I’ll have to do much to convince her.”

  “You’re confident, I’ll give you that.” Ken kissed my forehead before taking a seat, Kurenai chuckling after. Of course, any sane person would be frightened at meeting their significant other’s parents, but this wasn’t any normal meeting; I knew I was in it for the long run, why show fear? Why try to prove to his parents that I’m the one when his admission was all I needed? I wasn’t going anywhere, no need to grill me about it. Kazu was quiet in all this, his attention back to the windows as I’m sure his mind was racing, he was the one with expectations, not me.

  “I have every right to be, have you seen me?”

  …

  Before I knew it, we were on the road to Hayama. A small town an hour away from Tokyo where Kazu’s royal ties really shined through. There was a villa located there that the Japanese royal family frequented during the summer, all the other months? Kazu’s family cared for it, a gift from the emperor to his great great grandfather Kazumasa, for his loyalty and work in getting the emperor back into power. You’re probably wondering, how is caring for a villa a gift? Not a clue, but it placed the Nagatsuchi Family in a higher echelon than most if not all other Yakuza families. I felt confident in my outfit choice, so I decided on a two piece skirt set with a rather nice pair of custom heels made for me by Kazu, who requested I go without stockings, the need to place his hand on my skin necessary for him to get through the day. We were in the car alone. Ken and Kurenai were forced to follow us in a separate car to respect their Boss, the power dynamics shifted majorly in Japan when it came to Kazu; it was crucial he present himself as essentially, a prince. Watching him as he stared out the window, I wondered what went through his mind as we got closer to our location.

  “Is there anything I should be aware of in regards to your parents? I don’t want to say something rude.”

  “Walk behind my father, not beside him unless he invites you to.”

  “Okay. Do I do the same with… you?” It felt strange to ask such a question, but I was truly smitten. I wouldn’t mind playing a role for him if he needed me to. His hand, still on my thigh as I asked, a gentle squeeze before turning towards me.

  “No. You stand beside me, always. My family’s hierarchical bullshit doesn’t have a place in my relationship. Especially if you’re due to be my wife one day.”

  “Won’t that…piss your family off?”

  “And if it does? I’m next in line for Chairman, I don’t think they’d want to piss me off.” He cocked a brow as he stated his power, a clear sign that this version of Kazu was different from the one I had met in New York. This one was cockier, meaner even. Was I turned off by it? No, of course not. I had a man with power, something I knew I wanted. I was enticed by the idea of him telling people what to do, or sending someone to do a “job” while I sat pretty on his lap. I didn’t care how he was to other people as long as he was nice to me. I deserved kindness first. I was his woman.

  “Is there anything you want me to do?”

  “No, baby girl. Just stand there in your ethereal beauty and let everything come to you. You’re not just any man’s woman, you’re my woman. That carries weight. These men will one day fear you and our heir as much as they do me, let them show their colors now so you know when to dispose later.” The gruffness of his voice wasn’t helping the words coming out of his mouth. I was enthralled by his show of strength, how light of a hold he had on another life. To me that meant protection, whether blood was shed or not. And I knew that was wrong, but I Iiked what I liked. I wasn’t going to deny my urges.

  I liked — no, I loved a man that held little interest in the life of others.

  And while yes, that might come back to haunt me…

  …I might as well enjoy the ride while I’m on it.

  12:36 PM;

  Arriving at the villa was a spectacle like no other, countless individuals lined up by the front doors to greet Kazu, the family insignia clear on their uniforms. Stepping out the car, one maiden came to his side; draping a robe over his shoulder that showed the same insignia, woven in gold. Placing his arms through, he sighed as he whisked the rest of the others away. The one who held his robe stayed.

  “(In Japanese) It’s nice to have you home, Nagatsuchi-San. I see you’ve brought…a guest.”

  The sigh that came from him next was not one I wanted to be at the end of, whatever she had said, Kazu absolutely did not like. “Pause like that again and it’ll be the last time you’ll get the chance to. I expect you to speak an English tongue for the remainder of my time here.”

  The maiden shuddered at his cold glare, a quick nod to assure him she was listening. Facing me, she bowed quickly, clearing her throat. “I apologize for my rudeness, ma’am. Should I help you get settled before meeting Nagatsuchi-Sama?”

  “No, I’m fine. I’d like to stay by Kazu’s side if that’s alright.” I held on to Kazu’s arm as she asked, a chuckle from him as he acknowledged Ken and Kurenai approaching. Nodding quickly, she backed away to give us privacy.

  “It’s hilarious how you still have her working under you given your history.”

  “What history?” I turned to Kazu quickly, Kurenai snickering as they stood to attention, the dynamic still very clear.

  “Oh, he didn’t tell you? Maiko used to sneak into his bedroom at night and leave right before the sun came up. Every summer he was always a little too excited to come to Hayama. It wasn't until a slip of the tongue by one of the other maidens that I found out he was messing with her. I didn’t say anything of course, Maiko hadn’t been given the best chance in life, so I didn’t want to destroy the stability in her life.”

  “Thank you for the dig into my sexual history, Ken. That’s certainly something my future wife wants to hear.”

  “You wouldn’t have told me otherwise and then I’d be wondering why she’s looking at me like I’ve done something wrong. Ken just saved her the embarrassment, not me.” I muttered as I flipped my hair. There was no universe where an ex girlfriend, lover or otherwise would ever make me feel inferior. I already had the man, if there was a competition, I already won. There were only two people I needed to prove myself to, the maid wasn’t one of them.

  ??

  1:57 PM;

  Airla and I waited in the main house, her hand in mine as we faced two empty seats. My parents had prior engagements which led them to have us waiting longer than expected. I didn’t mind waiting, I just didn’t want Airla’s time wasted. She sat patiently as the seconds passed, her legs crossed as she focused on the traditional Japanese architecture of the room. I bit my lower lip as I trailed my eyes up her soft legs, my request of no stockings giving me a chance to truly indulge more of the beauty she exuded. I could go on about how beautiful she was, but the love I had for her? It trumped that tenfold. Since admitting our feelings, I got to hear her repeat it any chance she had, whether during sex or eating a meal or right before falling asleep, which honestly? Made every single breath worth it. I was obsessed with her. I wanted my parents to see that so they could give me the blessings necessary to continue my relationship with ease. Even if they didn’t agree, I’d still be with her. Their blessing was just a plus.

  Hearing the shoji doors open, the clack of my mother’s heel echoed through the room, a clearing of her throat to remind me to stand up for my father. Helping Airla to her feet, I led her in showing respect; no way I’d allow her to fend for herself when it came to Kazuhiro and Sophia Nagatsuchi. My father came in after, his black yukata swaying as he made his way to his seat and narrowed those brown eyes of his. Mother sat down soon after, her shoulders straight as a board. A woman of good posture, I’d say. My parents were fairly attractive individuals, with a height of 6 '0 and a slender build, my father was just the older, more asiatic version of myself; while my mother was the kind of woman whose beauty was comparable to Princess Di. Her amber eyes were the part of her that always pulled people in, my having the same feature only working out in my favor. With the immense wealth came good care, so for two individuals in their 60’s and 50’s respectively, neither of them looked a day past 45. Did I grow up thinking that they’d never die due to that? Yeah, of fucking course.

  With a sway of his hand, he signaled for us to sit; a smile on his face as he focused on me for a second. “It’s good to see you, my boy. I was informed you’d like an English tongue, safe to say your beloved doesn’t speak Japanese?”

  “No, Father. I hope that’s alright.”

  “I wouldn’t be married to an English woman if it wasn’t.” He held mother’s hand as he assured me, his eyes now on Airla.”Tell me, Airla. Are you solely Brazilian?”

  “Yes, sir. Both of my parents are born and bred Brazilians. Besides my African roots from my ancestral blood, I’m as Brazilian as they come.”

  “Hm. Are your parents educators by any chance? Your English is impeccable, given your homeland primarily speaks Portuguese.”

  “My mother is, my father is a well renowned painter. My family has ties to the De Almeida Family, which were slave owners. My great-great grandfather’s artistic talent got the attention of the Baron and well, his art education was fully funded while he was given the job of the portrait painter to the De Almeida Family. From there he used his freedom and wealth to continue a legacy of art and now here we are with me.” I smiled at her confident retelling of her family history, the pride exuding from each word. Airla carried immense love and respect for her family and the talent they carried. It was why I was so intrigued by her art, she loved what she did.

  “Oh. What about your education? I assume it was the arts?”

  “No sir, I went for an English degree to open up my vernacular and also get myself a visa to the United States. It opened my opportunities up to teaching, corporate, etcetera.”

  “So how did you care for yourself while away from your home? New York City is awfully expensive for some, did you skate by with just your art?”

  This was the part I was worried about. How Airla chose to care for herself is her business, but it’s not everyday that a pair of stringent individuals like my parents would be okay with knowing my girlfriend was previously an escort. I didn’t judge her for it, I wouldn’t dare. I gained from her sexual escapes just as much as she did, so why the fuck would I complain? Airla smiled as she cocked her head to the side, a squeeze of my hand.

  “My father cared for me while I figured it out. I wasn’t destitute in Brazil, my father wouldn’t allow that in New York City. I am his only child, I’m sure you’d understand.”

  Father chuckled, a smile coming after. He wasn’t a jovial man, rarely did I see him laugh as he was held to higher standards than I, so imagine my surprise at the smile on his face as he looked at my beloved, just as he would my mother. I’m highly sure he could get a background check on her to confirm her story, but I think my father saw the magic in her just like I did.

  “It’s safe to say you’re a father’s girl, hm?”

  “Of course, I love my dad. An integral part of who I am is because of his love and support. I would never disparage my daddy.” She sweetly stated, my mother’s brows raising as she analyzed Airla. I wondered what she would ask, was my father’s response enough?

  “In regards to your past relationships, should we worry about anyone attacking my son?”

  “Mother, jeez. What kind of odd…” I interjected, annoyed. Airla squeezed my hand, assuring me it was okay.

  “No. Your son is by far the most powerful man I’ve ever been with. If I did have psychotic ex lovers, Kazu would handle them swiftly. I’m well aware of who I’m with. I don’t plan on bringing despair to your son. I plan to one day sit in your chair and stand beside him as his dutiful wife. Just like you have a responsibility, I plan to follow it just the same.” Mother smiled. Airla smiled back as we lingered in the silence for a moment, their expressions softer. They saw it. We were in the clear.

  “What about children? We expect an heir.”

  “And you shall get one. My father asked that Kazu hold off proposing to me until we’ve got a year in, once that happens, I’m open to marriage and becoming responsible for carrying on his legacy. I only have so many responsibilities, why not follow them?” She placed her hand on her chest, the jingle from my katana necklace clashing with her manicured nails. Since placing it around her neck, she hadn’t taken it off; a small show of her devotion.

  “Just one?”

  “Do you need more than one? Kazu is an only child, as am I. It would be foolish to separate my attention to potential heirs instead of just a singular heir. Just like you’ve raised your son, I plan to raise our child.”

  They both chucked in unison, one of those clear signs that they agreed on something. Looking at each other, they faced Airla again.

  “I’ll be looking forward to your engagement when the time comes. One more thing, your favorite color?”

  “Purple sir, any shade.”

  “Good to know.” Another smile.

  You got him, my love.

  …

  I felt a sigh of relief as we stepped out the room, my mother’s slight nod being the last I saw as the doors were closed behind us. Airla held my hand quietly as I led her away from the main room, slowly making my way to the space reserved for me when in town. A spacious room, rivaling that of a prince’s with a large western styled bed and a closet filled with the best robes.My own slice of private heaven. The conjoining hot spring was a plus, courtesy of my father. Turning around to face Airla, I held her face before pulling her in for a lengthy, slow, deep kiss. Her small hands on my chest as she held onto my shirt, her grip tight. We kissed until our faces went blue, the need to keep going stopped by the need to breathe. Her eyes were heavy as she stared back at me, her face warm. “D-did I do good?”

  “You did fantastic, baby. Fucking fantastic. They like you and if not, they love you. Both of them rarely smile, you managed to get a smile out of them both. A chuckle too. We’re good, you’re good.”

  “I meant every word. From the dutiful wife comment to becoming the mother of your heir. I really love you, Kazu.”

  I swept her up from her feet, our faces at eye level. “I love you too. I’m happy to spend the rest of my life showing you so.”

  ??

  5:07 PM;

  Nai and I found ourselves back in the family villa after leaving the grounds during Kazu and Airla’s meeting. We had wanted to cement our vows legally by going into city hall and doing all the menial tasks that would guarantee Nai’s title as my wife, not just my partner. We still hadn’t told Kazu, much less his parents, but honestly, did they have to know? Finding Nagatsuchi-Sama in the garden, we bowed as he turned over his shoulder to acknowledge us; a camellia flower in his hand.

  “I’m truly astounded by how similar you are to your parents, Kentaro. Getting married secretly? A page right out of Kenichirou’s book.”

  “I didn’t feel it was necessary to make a spectacle, sir.”

  “Hm. I wouldn’t have minded if you did. You’re a part of this family, Kentaro. Not just as my second lieutenant. You don’t need to hide yourself —or your love from me or anyone for that matter. Your father would have done anything to experience you as an adult, as his stand in, let me be witness to all of your moments, whether happy or not.” I felt a knot in my throat, the guilt of doing things secretly slowly eating at me. I didn’t think it would bother anyone, less alone my chairman. “Same for you, Kurenai. We may not speak much, but I keep you in my thoughts all the time. I know your history and the reason for your closed off nature, I understand, fully. Allow me to stand in as a father for you whenever you need, you do so much to protect my heir, let me protect you.”

  I don’t know what was in the air or if this was a dream, but it was oddly strange. The softness of my chairman. His demeanor, much different than what I was accustomed to. By no means was he malevolent. The chairman that both Nai and I were accustomed to just doesn’t seem like the kind to want to be involved in something as minuscule as his subordinates' love life. Approaching us, he held the camellia flower in his hands gently, signaling Nai and I to hold out our hands.

  “I am proud of the people you have both become and I’m elated to know that you’ve found peace within each other under my watch. I bless and support your union tenfold and I hope that as the leaves change, you allow myself and those who care for you a chance to cheer you on.” Placing the flower in our hands, he pulled back to allow us to hold it together and face each other, a smile on his face as Nai smiled at me. Smiling back, I felt a warmth hold me, very reminiscent of the warmth I carried for my parents.

  …

  With that beautiful experience in mind, we searched for Kazu and Airla; only to find them in Kazu’s private living space, their skin blushed from the two carafes of sake on the table. Kazu acknowledged me with a grin, those peachy cheeks of his mixed with vermilion.

  “My favorite fuckin’ guy! About time you showed up! Hiya, Kure-Chan.” He spoke with a melodic tone, the length of his words a clear sign that he was inebriated. Airla fared no better, her eyes heavy as she sat beside him, her robes draping down her shoulders and giving us a clear view of her red laced bra. She smirked at me with intent, closing up on Kazu as she nuzzled into his neck.

  “You seem to be enjoying yourselves, I’d figure things went well?”

  “They adore her, Ken. My parents were all smiles as we spoke and I even got a fuckin’ nod from my mother! Father asked Airla her favorite color, he’s likely to get her some kind of gift. It’s fitting, given tomorrow’s her birthday.”

  “Now we’ve all been involved all these months and this is the first time we’re hearing of your birthday? Why, happy early birthday, darling.” Nai chuckled, leaving my side as she joined them on the couch. Kazu swiftly handed her a cup of sake, his intentions to loosen us up not a secret endeavor. I went for the singular loveseat, a cup in my hand soon after.

  “Thank you, Kurenai. I’m not exactly fond of speaking about my birthday, I deem it less important as I age.”

  “Is that because of age or because you haven’t gotten what you’ve desired on your birthday? Usually the latter is the reason for disenchantment when in regards to your birthday.” I suggested a sip of my drink. The sake was distilled perfectly, the smoothness of the liquor coating my throat,

  “That could be so. I usually get so much flack for how I want to spend my birthday, some say it’s uncouth.”

  “Well, we’re all ears. Tell us, what do you desire for your birthday?” Kazu asked, a flick of the katana around her neck; her cheeks simply getting warmer and warmer.

  “Would it be such an arbitrary ask to simply be defiled by all three of you? I simply want the next few hours to pass me by as I moan a symposium of your names.” She sat proudly as she declared her birthday wish, her robe fully exposing her red bra, which left little to the imagination with its sheer material. I darted my eyes to Nai out of respect, I wasn’t going to ogle her.

  “That’s far from arbitrary, baby. It’s your birthday, spend it however you’d like. I’m more than happy to oblige, can’t say the same for our lovely two.” Kazu took another sip of his cup, his eyes on me as I took yet another sip. I had consummated my vows with Nai back in Italy alone. Was I going to consummate my Japanese ones with another woman? Nai placed her cup down, finding her slender finger by Airla’s neck as one eye focused on me.

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  “I’m not sure how you feel about gifts, but I love giving my loved ones what they want. Help us bring Airla’s birthday in the right way, she’s only turning 28 once.” Kurenai mewled at her neck as Kazu joined her, a slow devouring of a desirable maiden.

  I want to see you fuck her, my love. Think of it as a wedding gift.

  I glazed my eyes over to Nai. Her reassurance was all I needed. It was fine for Kazu and Airla to use me as they pleased, I just wanted my wife’s affirmative.

  ??

  I couldn’t restrain the giggle that escaped my lips as I got scooped up by Kazu as Ken and Kurenai followed. Kazu’s hand pulled at my thong, causing the material to press against my throbbing warmth. I was already up for debauchery before their arrival, their presence only made it worse. I was desperate to be handled, it was a gift after all.

  “It’s only 6 pm, why don’t we go lounge in the onsen first? I want everyone’s muscles loosened.” I spoke out loud as Kazu placed me down, the warmth of our surroundings increasing due to the warm waters that waited for us. Ken and Kurenai went for their clothes, obedient smiles on their faces.

  “Whatever you’d like, darling. It’s your party, we are just your guests.” Kurenai tantalized, her now ringed left hand on her long collared shirt. She had those blouses that allowed cleavage to shine through tastefully, the curve of breast slightly peeking. She was so pretty. There was something different about her, as if a light had turned on and gave her this glow. By no means was I referencing pregnancy, she just looked…happier. I went for her hand, giving distance between Kazu and I. I wanted him to miss me just a little, it assured he fucked me better.

  “Well let's rinse off first, we want to keep those waters clean, do we not?” They all agreed, following me to the small rinse off area before entering the onsen. Given the privacy of the place, I was assured full nudity without the prying eyes of the house members. Stripping to the nude, I took my time pulling down my panties, the eyes of all 3 on me. I wanted them to look, for their hands to feel emboldened enough to come and grab me without hesitation. Kurenai was the one to listen to my desires, coming behind me to unhook my bra and hold my breasts as we faced our men. Nuzzling into my neck, she kissed me softly; my hands finding their way into her long locks. We became a spectacle to them, an enticing one by the way their cocks slowly grew. I giggled as Kurenai bit my earlobe, my eyes on Kazu as I signaled him to come closer. Ken waited of course, always needing confirmation. I darted my eyes to him, my finger doing the work for me.

  They both approached me, Kurenai continuing to do wonders to my neck, kissing all the right places to excite me. One minute I shared a kiss with Kazu, another minute with Ken, Kurenai would get the most affection, her attention to my nipples making my knees weak. Led into the water, Kazu rinsed me off, allowing Ken and Kurenai to share my body; Ken taking the lead and carrying me so both Kazu and Kurenai could get a chance at my skin. “Let’s go get you in the onsen, I have a feeling you won’t last long.” Ken teased as he carried me into the said onsen, his warm, big arms a wonder to hold as he stepped into the temperate waters. I oohed at the goosebumps forming on my skin, the thickness of Kazu’s cock by my ass as he came around to kiss me. I wanted to be filled in different ways, so I made sure to express my want.

  “Kazu, baby, could you be dear and fill me up one way while Ken does it another way?” I asked perversely as I rubbed my ass against him, his hands on my hips as his eyes were on my ass. “Why, of course I can. Go on, Ken. You heard her.” There was that little demanding tone of his, a signal of his finger as he ordered Ken around. The layout of the onsen had it so I found myself in the corner rocks, my mouth occupied with Ken’s cock while Kazu enjoyed my desperate and wet pussy. I was a little slut in heaven, my birthday wish only just beginning to be fulfilled. Kurenai wasn’t forgotten, her lips busy with Ken’s as I made him moan. I loved watching them interact, their kisses tender. Ken chose to hold her face as he deepened the kiss.

  I didn’t forget Kazu, his slicked back wet hair tousled, a lock of hair getting in his eyes as fucked me with gusto, a slight smirk on his face when he would push in deeper. I would whimper when he would press on my g-spot, Ken’s hand distracting me as he would push my head down a little more, the tip of him almost in my throat.

  “You’re such a wonderful cock sucker, darling. I have to give it to you, you’re doing wonders for my sweetheart.” Kurenai praised me as she kissed his neck, his body flushed as I helped her to bring him over the edge. If Kazu was gorgeous in heat, Ken was just the same. Those soft long brown locks of his, the intricate tattoos that carved out his life story…and his eyes, oh his eyes. The kind of storm that you didn’t mind getting lost in. The storminess of them possibly hiding a darker, meaner and colder person. I couldn’t say for sure if I had fallen in love with him yet, but I knew I needed him just as much as I needed Kazu and Kurenai. Taking a good grip of my hair, he pulled me back just rough enough to cause me to whimper, a trail of saliva slowly dribbling down my chin. “I think that’s enough, princess. We mustn’t forget my treasure, now can we?” He questioned, allowing Kurenai to slowly sit on him, the length of him disappearing slowly inside her. I held no ill will, Kazu’s hand soon taking my neck and pulling me closer, my eyes rolling back as I felt each fucking throbbing vein of his.

  If there was a place better than heaven, I might’ve just discovered it.

  ??

  I never found myself to be such a voyeur, but I truly did find true exultation in watching the muscles of Ken’s back contract as he caused Airla’s smaller frame to shake. We retired from the water for comfort, continuing our escapes in the bedroom and switching men for the fun of it, Kazu’s neediness a different kind that demanded the leading of a woman. For a man with power, he loved handling it to me as a way to make up for all the headaches his shenanigans would bring me. His face was deep in my cunt, his mouth hungry as he lapped at my clit and worked alongside his fingers to please me. Even distracted, I still caressed his head, pushing his hair back to get his eyes to look up at me. He was truly beguiling, I saw the fascination Airla had for him, I had it just the same. With my eyes back to Ken, Airla’s leg started to shake, a sign she was going through an orgasm. I wanted to intensify that for her.

  fuck her through her orgasm, I love the way she sounds.

  Ken chuckled to my request, following suit right after. With a deep push, she cried out loudly as the intensity caused her to jerk and push Ken off. She blabbered as she fell back, the soaked bed causing me to shudder myself, my own orgasm following right behind as Kazu grabbed my hand from his head and pushed his tongue further.

  “Keep going, Kazuhito. I want to hear her again.” Ken vocalized, his grey eyes looking over his shoulder as he pulled Airla in again for more. I choked a bit as I came down from my orgasm, the heat coming back again as Kazu followed through and feasted on me with wanton desperation.

  darling, please…oh.

  Another orgasm, his chuckle loud in my head. Even as Airla’s voice reverberated through the room, all I heard was him. All he heard was me.

  enjoy him while you can, I will be making due with you later on.

  …

  I enjoyed him, yes. Yet, my eyes stayed on my husband the entire time. Every grunt, bead of sweat or explicative. I was glad Kazu didn’t mind, his eyes busy with Airla’s curves as she rode Ken, the grinding of her hips causing him to push his head into the pillow. He loved being ridden, whether by me, Airla or Kazu; the grip of his hand on her skin tight as the glimmer of his wedding band caught my eye. Even deep in another woman, he was still mine. Even as the other woman called his name out and scratched his skin, he was still all mine. Not even Kazuhito had a claim on him the way I did. No one ever would.

  “Fuck, Kure-Chan…” Kazu moaned into my neck, the digging of his nails into my thigh a warning that he was almost there. Turning back to kiss him, I pressed my derrière against him. “Go on, Boss. Show Airla how good of a job you’ve done.” The mention of her name was a drug to him, his whimpers so sweet as he released inside of me. Airla cried out as she had an orgasm of her own, their separate distractions giving me a chance to catch eyes with Ken.

  good job, my love.

  Soon he followed Kazu’s lead, Airla shuddering right off him as came down from his excitement. Cleaning each other off became a chore for later, our bodies finally giving in to the vulgarity and pulling us into a rather satisfying slumber.

  8:23 PM;

  We found ourselves in the living room, an array of sushi laid out as we had all awoken with insatiable hunger. Ken and I sat next to each other, in his robe as he fed me a piece of sashimi. I smiled as I chewed, Kazu clearing his throat as he swallowed his rice, he looked debilitatingly curious.

  “Alright, what is going on between you two? The rings, the giggling, the looks. Did you guys jet off to Italy and get married or something?” Ken and I looked at each other, a squeeze of my thigh as his other hand had found its place there. His father knew, so would his mother. Might as well tell him. Ken cleared his throat, his eyes on Kazu.

  “We did. While you were at your meeting with your parents, we went into Tokyo to legalize it. Elion was kind enough to make some calls to expedite the process so we didn’t have to wait. You are looking at Mr. and Mrs. Nakamura.”

  “With all due respect to your mother, you son of a bitch! You got married before me! Holy shit, you’re married! Wow. That’s…that’s amazing, Ken. Truly, congratulations.” Kazu sat back in his seat, sighing as reality slowly kept hitting him. He maintained a bright smile on his face, our fears now extinguished as the demeanor presented was not the one we expected. We expected a huff, shit, I even expected jealousy. Given the ongoing history between Ken and Kazu, I expected some possessiveness to Ken’s private life.

  “One question.”

  “Go on?”

  “We’re still a collective thing, right? Do I lose any privileges to you now that you’re married or what?”

  “Baby, ask him what you want how you want.” Airla spoke up from her cup, her eyes heavy still from our long slumber.

  “Fine. Can I still get fucked by you or is that off the table?” He crossed his arms as he sat back and pouted for an answer, endearingly so. Even as Ken’s wife and literal soulmate, I couldn’t break the bond that they had. The love Kazu had for Ken was more than a friendly love. I can truly say it’s possibly as deep as my own. I never carried any jealousy for their sexual bond either. They liked what they liked. Besides, it would be hypocritical of me. I was enjoying the exact same experience with Airla. I chuckled, hoping Ken would let me answer.

  go on, darling. say what you’re thinking.

  I thought we agreed to private inner thoughts.

  you want to answer in regards to fucking my boss, my love. save me the privacy talk for one minute.

  “Yes, Kazu. You can still whisk him away to satiate your needs. Just know I’ll do the same with Airla.”

  “That’s more than okay, you know how I adore seeing you two get into it.”

  “Then it’s settled, we can all continue to indulge in each other while in our respective relationships. How we chose to navigate it is our business and our business alone. I’m sure your parents will get curious as time passes, but again, it’s our business.”

  “I’m sure they won’t care. They have a guaranteed bride and mother to the next heir of this family, what I chose to do in that relationship is nothing that they should concern themselves about. Besides, it will make me a better chairman overall and that is all I’m sure they’d like to hear.”

  “I’m glad to be a part of the betterment of your ruling, sir.” I couldn’t help but smile warmly, my hand on my chest as I looked at him. I meant my statement. I was more than glad, I was proud to follow Kazuhito to the end and stand beside him as he ruled the Yakuza world however he pleased.

  ??

  4:04 AM; June 6th, 20XX

  “S-sir, sorry to wake you…Nagatsuchi-Sama requests your presence immediately.” I grumbled as Shi slid the doors to our bedroom open, my body aching from Kazu’s birthday gift, which consisted of folding me in every which way and causing me to call out his name in different octaves. He wanted to do it alone of course, asking of Ken and Kurenai to give us the night alone as he planned to make it up the next. Kazu groaned, sitting up and taking his warmth with him as he turned to look back at me.

  “Go back to bed, baby. I’ll be back as soon as I can. Happy birthday.” His voice was tender as he approached my forehead and kissed it. A smile grew on my face as I dozed off, the warmth of his body soon gone, the warmth of his words remaining.

  9:19 AM

  I walked out into the living room after a good shower and a little fashion show that had me end up in a rather cute black mini dress with long sleeves. I knew I had to remain some kind of modest, yet no way I was going to hide my legs, so my arms took the fall. I was greeted to the grim faces of my 8, who soon stood up as they felt my presence in the room. I stopped in my tracks, confused. Looking at the time on the wall clock, it had been a few hours since I had heard of Kazu; I wondered if something was going on.

  “Good morning, Miss Airla. Glad to see you awake.” Azrael spoke up, bowing as I finally made my way to a seat. They all stood at a distance, my curiosity truly igniting.

  “Good morning, someone mind telling me what’s going on?”

  “We’re not at liberty to discuss it with you, ma’am. Kazu-Sama asked that we remain by your side until he dismisses us.”

  “Are Ken and Kurenai able to keep me company?”

  “No, ma’am. All high ranking Nagatsuchi associates are to report to the chairman.” I sat back at the mention of high ranking associates, which Ken and Kurenai were. I was worried about how serious things were. I thought of texting Kazu, but with the grimness of my protectors; I knew that was going to be in vain.

  Minutes later, Kazu walked in, the sway of his robes following him. His hair was slicked back and out of his face, attractive. I wondered if it was because he needed his vision unobstructed. Seriously, what was going on? Ken followed behind him, in his own branded robe, a dark blue to Kazu’s crimson. Kurenai was right behind her husband, her loyalty shown in just the same way, her robe a pink reminiscent of cherry blossoms. They all looked very regal, the seriousness of the situation dawning on me. “Everyone out, I need Airla alone.” His voice was deep, sinister almost. My 8 moved with a quickness, Ken and Kurenai stepping out just the same. I wasn’t even given a chance to acknowledge them, what the fuck was going on? Kazu made his way to me, getting to his knees as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. Taking a long slow breath, he laid his head on my lap, allowing me to caress his head and mess up his locks.

  “Talk to me, baby. What’s going on?”

  “He’s declaring war, baby. His chairman’s blood hasn’t even been drained and he ambushed one of our own to use them to send said declaration. I’ve seen a bunch of shit in my life, my uncle’s head was not one I needed, especially not today.” I was taken aback by his response, the image of someone’s decapitated head causing my stomach to turn. I had already suffered Asha’s loss at the hands of Ikuto; Kazu was now suffering. “We’re in full lockdown until further notice, we were blindsided.”

  “O-oh.” I couldn’t mask the disappointment in my voice; this wasn’t how I expected to bring my 28th birthday. Kazu grumbled as he looked up, his face dropping.

  “I’m so fucking sorry, baby.” He looked so distraught as he apologized, his hands taking mine as he kissed them repeatedly. I wasn’t mad, I was with him and safe. What more could I ask for? Was I scared that shit decided to hit the fan on my birthday? Of course. Holding his hand as we met eyes, I gave him a sober smile, kissing his hand in return.

  “Am I disappointed, yes. But is my safety more important? Also yes. I rather be here with you than anywhere else, even if the situation is dire. Besides, I’ll have you today so that’s a plus, right?”

  He pursed his lips, his brows furrowing. “I might be pulled away for some meetings, but I can assure you I’ll be back. For now, father asked that I remain neutral and take a moment with you, but he definitely will be asking for me again.”

  “Well let’s enjoy the time we have together while we have —- “ The doors slipped open, Ken standing by the frame. He didn’t look too happy either, his long hair placed in a high ponytail, a lock of hair out. His chiseled chin was the star of the show, nothing a spectacle without the mention of his eyes. They were darker this time around, as if they changed with the situation.

  “Sorry to interrupt. Your father calls. Hello, Airla. Happy birthday.” The warmth he had reserved for me shining through as he greeted me. I smiled back, thanking him for his acknowledgement. Kazu sighed as he stood up, his hands on the armchair as we pressed our foreheads together. I held his face, giving him a small kiss as good luck.

  “I’ll be back as soon as I can. If you need anything, Maiko will attend to you. Your eight will be right outside too.”

  “Okay. I love you.”

  He smiled brightly, whatever fear he carried pushed aside for the mere moment. “I love you too.”

  10:52 AM;

  I decided on taking my breakfast outside as I watched the villa slowly fill up with all kinds of Nagatsuchi personnel. They were all dressed sharply, with their tailored black suits and stark white shirts. I even managed to catch eyes with Ryoma and Elion as they followed the crowd. It was strange. While yes, I was disappointed that my birthday consisted of this; I was also living the life of a literal princess. With a spread of food in front of me, I was astonished at all the small Japanese dishes, some that I’ve never tried and some that I wouldn’t even bother with. I felt eyes on me as I heard whispers, my attention turning to Maiko and another maiden, who were busy giggling. I scoffed at the pettiness; unrequited love isn’t my concern.

  But was I going to let it go?

  Absolutely not.

  “Maiko, could you come here for a minute?” The other maiden gasped, slapping her arm gently and giggling. The immaturity was sickening. Maiko made her way to me, hands held together as she waited for my request.

  “Yes, Arla?” Her voice was condescending as she mispronounced my name, a slight smirk on her face.

  “You know, just because you can’t fuck the guy doesn’t mean you have to act like a damn cunt.”

  “W-what? Excuse me?”

  “You’re acting like a condescending little bitch just because I’m on Kazu’s arm. He requested an English tongue, why are you whispering in Japanese? Furthermore, it’s Airla, not Arla. If everyone else had gotten my name right, why are you the only one to get it wrong? I know your history with Kazu, if you miss him so much, you’re welcome to join. Just know I’ll be there, watching.”

  I watched as her face went through a range of emotions, embarrassment being the one to flourish as she focused on my last few words. I liked jokes just as much as the next person, I just wasn’t joking. Taking a piece of rolled up egg, I chewed quietly, my eyes on her. “Cat suddenly got your tongue? Wouldn’t think so since you were just giggling jovially.”

  “I—- I mean no disrespect Miss Airla, I- just..”

  “You just, nothing. You didn’t think I’d say anything due to your preconceived notions of how I’m expected to act while being here. I might not have any power, but you still have to respect me. You’re jealous, so why not just get it out and get what you want? It is my birthday after all, why wouldn’t I want to see why you’re so keen to act like a bitch for?” She became even shyer, her bangs covering her face as she looked down. Everyone’s tough until a certain point, this was hers.

  “…You’re not really serious in that regard, right?”

  “Oh, no I am. Very serious actually.” I placed my hand under my chin, my eyes analyzing her quickly. Even in her worker’s clothes, I could see the attraction Kazu may have had for her. She was voluptuous. In all the right places, with stark black hair and strong Asian features, I knew what Kazu liked. I saw it in Elion, I saw it in myself, Kurenai and I absolutely saw it in Maiko. I also knew what I liked and I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit to liking the same as him.

  “Is there anything else I can help you with? I…need a moment.”

  “No, I’m fine. Just know I expect an answer.” I faced back to the garden, allowing her to leave the room. Did it seem like an abuse of power for speaking to her that way? Probably, but I also wasn’t going to allow anyone to speak ill of me in my presence in another damn language. I knew the life I was accepting, I also knew that one day I’d be connected to power I’d never thought I’d possess. So I had to be a bit of a bitch, I had to entice and break down, just like Kazu would. He was a powerful man, I had to be his powerful companion.

  ??

  3:44 PM;

  I walked back into the living room after so many hours, a sight that truly struck my heart and cock right at the same time. Airla had decided to change from her previous outfit Into a rather…sultry red dress, the kind that you’d have to forgo wearing underwear due to how high the slits were. She had even placed her hair up in a bun, some camellia flowers adorning her hair. She was very much the sensual maiden in waiting. I licked my lips as I approached her by the doors and wrapped my arms around her; her attention on the garden. Causing her to jump slightly, she smiled as she rubbed my hands.

  “Now aren’t you a fucking sight. You look delectable, baby girl.”

  “I wanted to look nice for my birthday and for you, I’m sure after the day you’ve had…”

  “Still thinking of me even on your birthday, aren’t you precious?”

  “I’m sitting in designer clothing made specifically for me thanks to you. Everything I do is with you in mind, you make it easier to…exist.” I could hear the ease in her voice even after the day we’ve been presented, a sigh of relief taking over me. Turning to face me, she had light makeup on, her natural beauty doing all of the work. I heard the patter of feet behind us, Maiko standing by the doors. She looked to the floor as she cleared her throat, her hair down the way it would be when she would sneak into my room. “E-excuse me.”

  “Yes, Maiko?” I answered, her eyes on Airla as she looked up.

  “N-not you, sir. I’m sure you’re busy enough, I was speaking to Miss Airla.”

  I raised my brows as Airla left my side and swayed over to Maiko to speak quietly. I watched as she tucked Maiko’s hair behind her ear, a slight graze of the cheek. They were about the same height, but something about Airla’s demeanor definitely trumped Maiko’s. Airla chuckled softly, dismissing her soon after. I was curious as a motherfucker on what they spoke about, I was going to let Airla inform me.

  “Maiko will be joining us later on tonight. I hope that’s okay.”

  “Joining us in what aspect?”

  “In the aspect of sex, baby. She had a little bit of an attitude problem so I decided to help her with it. She misses you, which is understandable. So why not help her and resolve the issue? Besides, you’re not the only voyeur in this relationship.”

  “Are there any expectations of me?”

  “I expect you to help her get her attitude in check. Take it back to those nights when she would tip-toe into your room.”

  “Your wish is my command, baby girl. Whatever you want.” She scoffed softly after, taking my hand and going back to the view of the garden where I used to scurry around as a child.

  ??

  “Decapitation was barely enough, go for the prodigal son next.” I grumbled at the long nailed hand on my shoulder, the span of their wings casting a shadow around me. Taking from the basket of apples in front of me, I tossed one up into the air; the entirety of the apple disappearing soon after.

  “That’s the plan, I just need to break things around him first. One less person means one less family, eventually it’ll be just him and that damn bitch of his.”

  “Didn’t you sleep with said bitch?”

  “I did. She was a good fuck. Matter of fact, I might just take her for my own, that would destroy the brat.”

  “That’s truly tame, Ikuto. To be diabolical is not to just take another man’s woman, it is to take her and break her down to nothing. You want to hurt him? Hurt her. Find what she cares for and take it away. Make it so she can’t continue this existence. You went for the friend, go for the mother, the father.”

  “I care to bring down Nagatsuchi’s parents, not his girlfriend’s.”

  “I never said just her parents. I said mother, father. Whoever you’d like to choose for that role is your prerogative.” He cackled, another apple disappearing. I rolled my eyes at his glee; unnecessary when speaking of murder. It hadn’t been 24 hours since choosing to become Chairman, I wanted to make sure Kazu knew I was coming. My father’s weakened state couldn’t comply with my ancestor’s wishes, so I had to take matters into my own hands and stick the knife in deeply. One less Nagatsuchi head meant an opening to their chairman who promised to protect his own, with uncertainty came disloyalty and with disloyalty came betrayal. I would break the family down one by one, just as they deserve. Taking the phone, I dialed my subordinates.

  “Contact the PCC, I want all the possible information you can find on Kazuhito’s woman. In the meantime, prepare to attack another head, I’ll say when to strike.”

  Another apple gone, a naughty snicker after.

  “I see why that bug eyed freak liked being down here so much, humans are fun.”