⚠︎ — language, gore and a little mature ✔
Spade's Point of View.
"Don't let that yakuza's disgusting blood stain my couch." I said sternly while I let my secretary fix my tie.
Zachary just nodded and left the room with the lower ranks to do the work.
"It's all done" My secretary said with a seductive voice. I faced the mirror to check myself out but I was greeted by a neon-colored tie dangling on my neck, complete not matching with my suit.
"For a girl, your fashion sense sucks" I removed my tie and threw it on her face disappointingly.
"Why not teach me?" She gave me a lustful look and started grinding her ass against my shaft.
"I really like it when you go hard on me, do you like it too? ...daddy?" She asked as she kept grinding against me. I groaned. Fuck.
"I-It's hard"
I've had enough. I pushed her away and took my gun out of my pocket which she assumed it was my hardness. Annoyed and disgusted by her, I pointed it to her head.
"I hired you to be my secretly not to be someone you'll be whoreing around."
I pulled the trigger and shot her head before she could say a word.
Nuisance...now I need Zachary to hire me another secretary. I frustratedly grab my phone and dialed Zachary's number.
"Clean the body, I need a new secretary and let it be a guy." I sighed.
"Affirmative."
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"Sir we had arrived"
I felt the car stop as I eye the traditional japanese mansion in front of me. It was old, but you can't deny it's beauty. It has gold patterns on it's walls, brown pillars and red vintage roof that completely matches with the peach color of the house.
"According to the address that your new secretary gave me, this is the place." Zachary said and opened the car door for me.
I put my mask on and made my way infront of the old mansion.
Himamura Residence
This is it.
"Zachary, get the gift." I commanded.
He immediately obliged and got the bag at the back of the car.
"Becareful, it's Gucci." I said sternly which made him nod and rang the doorbell for me.
The door swang open and I was greeted by the smell of these filthy yakuzas and their fully tattooed body.
I know I should get intimidated but unexpectedly, they look kind of... friendly.
"We've been expecting you, follow me" The Yakuza with a shiny black hair greeted us with a smile and led the way.
As Zachary and I walk through the halls, the Yakuzas are giving us weird looks, especially the bag Zachary is holding.
"Don't mind them, maybe they're just curious on what's inside that bag." The coi tattoo in the black-haired Yakuza's body slowly got out of our sight when he faced us and pointed the bag in Zachary's hands.
There was blood dripping from the bag.
"Is this Him's room?" I brushed off the bloody bag in my thoughts and gave the yakuza a smirk. That's the only thing that's visible on my face due to the mask I'm wearing.
"Yes." He answered coldly as if the warm person we met a while ago was a completly different person.
"Is that them, Zhan?" A cold but soft spoken voice was heard from inside the room.
The so-called Zhan, the yakuza who led us to this room gave us a glance before opening the door for us.
After entering the room, my attention immedietly got stolen by the man in front of me.
He was facing an old little shrine and only his long, brown and beautiful hair is visible.
My breath hitched when he fixed his hair and put it above his shoulders. He has a tattoo, a golden dragon with a beautiful maiden on it's side. The tattoo is completely covering his neck and back. He looks so hot and I'm captivated.
Zachary cleared his throat which made me come back to my senses and purpose to why I stepped foot in this yakuza's property.
"Excuse me, my boss is here to talk to you." Zachary broke the silence and caught the attention of the long-haired man.
I was expecting a beauty, but I was greeted by the yakuza's weird japanese mask. Touché.
"Are you Him?" I asked without hesitating.
"I am not Him, I was sent by Him." He said coldly, trying to make an eye contact with me.
"Then who are you?" I finally made an eye contact with him.
"I am Natsuo, Him's son" My attraction for him grew more as I saw the coldness and sterness of his gray orbs-giving me chills.
"I have a gift for him. Surely you'll give this to Him, right?" He nodded and Zachary threw the bloody bag in front of him.
flashback...
I scrunched the letter and threw it on the lifeless body of the freshly-killed yakuza in front of me, when a wicked idea came to this sinful mind of mine.
"Zachary,"
"Yes boss?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Chop the body and leave the head for me." I picked Him's scrunched letter on the floor.
Oh no, now it's covered with blood.
"And the body?" He took out his phone dialed someone's number, probably the lower ranks.
"Dispose it. Put the head on a bag, I'll give it to Him as a return gift." I put Him's scrunched letter on my pocket and got some gun for safetly purposes.
Glock. 45 GAP
My secretary entered the room and was horrified by the scene in front of her.
"Find me a tie," I said not caring what her reaction is.
Present...
Natsuo opened the bag.
"And oh, I'm giving back Him's letter by the wa—"
"How dare you!" The beautiful man, Natsuo pointed his katana at me.
His eyes is filled with sadness, pain and vengeance. Is that yakuza perhaps, important to him?
Zachary pointed his invented weapon at the broken yakuza but I gave him a sign to not bother.
Before the yakuza could pin me on the ground with his sharp katana, I took out Him's letter.
"Him gave that yakuza to me as a gift, ain't it disrespectful to not accept it?" He calmed down and forcefully grabbed the letter out of my grip.
"He's sent with my orders to welcome you with present, a gift, I've always never got to give. No time to use, I'm busy for my clan.
Him, yakuza leader."
After reading the letter, the poor yakuza broke down. Refusing to believe that his father had disposed his lover.
My heart began to beat hard and fast. My breath is hitching and this feeling, it's pretty familiar... I know this...
It's excitement.
I laughed wickedly as I watch the broken yakuza cry.
Seing people cry in pain really pleasures me. It's feels really good, it's really addicting. It turns me on to kill some more.
"Did you know? I really liked the way your boy toy shouted in pain when I stabbed him multiful times! His blood splattering on the floor, his pleas! It was so damn good!" I laughed in ecstasy.
"You bastard!"
I closed my eyes waiting for the broken Natsuo to stab me but his katana got blocked by another katana.
"Natsuo, settle down..." He let go of his katana and made his way to the old little shrine I first saw him in.
"You are?" I faced the old man who blocked Natsuo's katana.
"Him."
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