I shot someone. I killed someone. I didn’t make a warning shot. I didn’t aim for a non-life-threatening spot. I made sure to aim for a spot that would kill. I haven’t killed someone in a few years. I remember being traumatized when I killed that guy. Even though I’d know I had to kill that suspect, he was, after all, holding a woman at gunpoint. If I hadn’t, he would have killed his hostage.
I tried to remind myself this was very much the same. Actually, it was more. This isn't some random person that could have died. This was my wife, the woman I was in love with. I couldn’t let him shoot her. So I took the shot and killed the man. I possibly made a woman a widow and took a father from his children just so I wouldn’t become a widower.
I felt cold and like everything around me was moving while I stood still. The o
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“So you’re telling me Hibiki killed this guy?” Hachiro asked for the twelfth time as we loaded the prick’s body into the truck of the station wagon. “Why is that so unbelievable? My husband is a cop… or was. Whatever. It’s not like he’s some schmuck who’s never handled a weapon.” I rolled my eyes, slamming the trunk closed.“I know, but I just… well, he doesn’t seem the type to kill anyone.” Hachiro shrugged. “Yeah, well, it was either he killed the guy, or the guy killed me. He made the right call.” I sighed. “I’m not disagreeing, mistress. If he had let you die, he’d be quickly joining you. I won’t tolerate a fool getting you killed.” he frowned, leaning his arms on the roof of the car.“No killing my husband. Thoug
If he wasn’t already dead, I would shoot that bastard in the head again. Hell, I’d unload an entire clip. He bought these girls. The only person more of a scumbag in this than him is Ivy’s mother. This girl is obviously a minor, and her mother was letting men have sex with her. I wanted to throw up. Because of her mother’s terrible choices, this is a child who has a baby of her own. There is absolutely no way I’m letting these girls go anywhere near Ivy’s mother. I’m confident my cousin Miu and her husband Ted will happily take them in and raise them well. Ivy would just need to agree to it. And then there’s the matter of getting them to Miu. It wouldn’t be safe for them to travel with us. But maybe Miu and I can work out to have the girls fly to them. Ivy was looking at me like I was crazy. “Is he serious?” she asked, looking at Yūri. Yūri smiled, laug
I was not surprised that some of those stupid bikers from the crummy-looking strip club noticed us as I was taking Ivy and Violet to the jeep. The whistles and stupid catcalling. Ugh, could they be more cliche? I was doing an excellent job of ignoring them as I got the girls into the back seat. But when the bulky-looking one, I’m guessing he’s their leader, tried to grab my ass, all bets were off.Fucker is lucky Hibiki showed up. They all are if I’m honest. After everything that’s happened since running into that hitman, I want blood. I wanted to kill somebody, and these pricks would do. After hearing Ivy’s story, or the part she shared, I wanted to go hunt down her mother and slit that bitch's throat out.And I thought my father was bad for wanting me to marry Rokurō. He at least didn’t ever have the balls to tr
I groaned as the sound of frantic knocking on the door cut through my sleep. “Huh.. what the?” I rubbed my eyes, sitting up. Yūri was awake and already had her hand on the gun. I held a hand up, not sure if that was necessary. I slipped on my jeans, once again cursing Rickie for not packing any underwear for me. I squinted through the peephole and sighed. “It’s the girls.” I explained, waving for Yūri to put the gun back.Once Yūri had put the gun back and covered herself with the sheet, I opened the door. “Ivy? Is something wrong?” I asked, suppressing a yawn. Ivy looked relieved that someone had answered the door at all. “I… yes… no. I mean, nothing is wrong. Just woke up in a strange palace. There was a note with a number on it, and it matched this door. I just…” Ivy frowned, shifting Violet in her arms.
I know being in the department store had Ivy on edge. She’s not used to being in places like this. That’s not her fault. No, all the fault goes to her shit-tier mother. I let Hibiki off the hook, not only because he’s probably bored stiff shopping, but I want Ivy to be relaxed. I don’t know how comfortable she’d feel shopping and trying on clothes with Hibiki hanging around.I knew we were being watched, but I didn’t care. None of the looks felt ominous. So they weren’t out to kill me. Just locals who found it strange to see a Japanese woman escorting two blonde-haired blue-eyed kids. I steered us first to the children’s section, figuring finding clothes for Violet would be the easiest.“Are you sure this is okay?” Ivy asked in a whisper as I picked up an adorable blue floral print dress that wou
I still can’t believe Yūri said that. I had the inkling that Ivy had something of a crush on me. It was the only thing that made sense for why she was even a little comfortable around me. I would have assumed that given her experience with men before this, she’d have stayed as far from me as possible.But still, I think Yūri may have crossed a line by suggesting after Ivy turns eighteen if she still has a crush to see if I’m interested. Ivy is a good kid and all, but I don’t have any physical attraction to her. And now that Yūri outed her for having a crush and basically offered me up, Ivy is awkward and not saying much to me.She didn’t say a word or even look at me in the car or during lunch. Good thing I’m going to call my cousin and see if she and her husband would take the girls in. I think the sooner Ivy gets away
It was hilarious how easily Hibiki got called out and embarrassed by his cousin. I get the feeling I will get along with Miu Jefferson no problem. So far, she sounds like my kind of person. But of course, this conversation couldn’t stay light-hearted. And the topic of the girls and how we found them was told.I held Hibiki’s hand as he told his cousin about Ivy’s egg donor. The woman lost all right to be called a mother with her actions and what she did to Ivy. No twelve-year-old girl should be a mother. This woman is on my hit list, and I will find her and kill her one of these days. Even if it means going back to San Francisco to do it.Miu’s reaction was what I expected. To anyone who’s never known or seen atrocities, such things are unimaginable and terrifying. I couldn’t hear what Ted was saying. He’s a softe
The rest of the day was spent hanging out and making sure we would be ready to head out at first light. The most that happened was Yūri went and got her hair cut into a very sexy bob. I hadn’t been sure if I would like short hair on her, but like everything else, Yūri makes it sexy.Violet was still asleep when we loaded into the jeep. She didn’t stir till we stopped for a quick breakfast. She’s a cute kid, and I loved getting to hang with her yesterday. Miu is going to just adore her. I’m going to miss her. I’m going to miss them both when I put them on that plane.Halfway to Albuquerque, we stopped for gas. While Yūri took the girls inside to use the restroom and grab some snacks, I leaned on my jeep, filling it up. My eyes watched every person that pulled into the gas station as I was not taking any chances this time. That whole
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
**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
“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.
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
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
“I’ve been thinking...” Yūri sighed, tracing random designs into my chest as we lay snuggled in bed. “That sounds dangerous yet intriguing. What’s on your mind?” I smiled. “I want to visit Ivy and Violet. But to do that, we need to put a stop to my dad.” she sighed, shifting to straddle me.I’m not sure if this is the sort of conversation we should have with her sinfully tempting body on top of me. Yūri laughed and wiggled her round ass against my cock, making me groan. It’s really hard, yes, that’s an erection joke, to focus when my eyes can’t look away from her perfect tits.“Focus. Talk now. Sex later.” Yūri wagged a finger at me. “Easier said than done. You’re naked, straddling me with my dick nestled between your ass cheeks. Any idea how tempted I am to ba
**The Present***“Those mother fuckers!” Forrest exclaimed as Hibiki finished telling them about what happened in the hospital in Tulsa. “Pretty on par with their MO.” Elijah shrugged. “But it’s just crazy. Who does that? I mean, yes, I know, obviously my great grandfather. But still. Who but some comic book villain offers to pay someone off to leave someone and threatens their family if they don’t.” Riko sighed.“Sweetheart, your dad lied to you, stole your phone, broke up with us via text, kept everyone away from you till it all blew up in his face.” Darius reminded her. Riko sighed. “Yes, I know. And that was bullshit.” she frowned, folding her arms. “Also not totally unheard of. Did
***The Present***We’ve been so busy since Riko, and the boys arrived going to various events for Golden week that we haven’t had a chance to sit down and continue the story. But today, we will be able to. Today they are at our place, and I’m preparing a traditional tea ceremony just like my mother taught me.Right after they arrived, Yūri took Riko to go change into a traditional outfit. A particular outfit that she wanted to see if the boys would recognize. I had taken the boys to change as well. Forrest seemed the most hyper about it all.“Do you need some Ritalin or something? You’re really jittery. How much coffee have you had, Forrest?” I eyed him. “One cup. I’m just hyped. I have not gotten to participate in a tea ceremony before. And given your mother ran a tea
****The Present****Yūri has been all a-twitter since she woke up today. I know she's excited to see our granddaughter and her boyfriends. Especially as the boys have us curious because they texted us saying they wanted to talk but without Riko around. One of their most significant rules that makes their polyamorous relationship work is they don’t keep secrets.I can only think of one thing they’d want to talk to us about and keep as a secret. And it certainly isn’t for Riko's birthday that we’ll be celebrating during their visit. “Do you think they plan to propose? Will they do it here? During their visit?” Yūri asked as she bounced slightly in place as we waited at the airport.“I don’t know if they’d do it during this visit. Though if the boys do I&rsquo