Mitsubishi

Rated mature for mental illness, sexual content, addiction, language When Tammy meets on imvu a simple minded but charming man of her age 32 if ends falling love with him. Toshiro tells Tammy that he is a yakuza boss but not looking for citizenship in Canada but true love. He wants to take her to Japan where he would love her even though he wealth yet has the iq of 75. He get talking about his friend akia who was in love with him and was in his crime family. Akia was one of karate students whom he fell in love but he disappeared. When akia decide to resurface in the Kyoto in the opposing family, he thinks that he can't have Tammy or his original lover. Tammy decided she can try to a three way relationship with the two lovers and they find that the this kind of love his is the best way to love two other people. But to the have to keep a secret. She soon finds out the two she is with are just as mentally unstable as she is. Will their love last

As Muhammad Imran sat across from Sana Mitsubishi in the quaint café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the soft hum of conversation enveloped them. Sana's laughter, like music to his ears, echoed through the air, drawing him closer with each melodious note. "You know, you're a dangerous man, Muhammad Imran," Sana teased, playfully nudging him as her eyes danced with mischief. Muhammad chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on her radiant smile. "Dangerous? How so?" he quipped, leaning in to meet her gaze. Sana, her demeanor laced with playful skepticism, leaned back in her chair, a knowing glint in her eyes. "Thirteen women, Muhammad Imran. Thirteen hearts you've captured with your charm," she remarked, a hint of amusement in her voice. Muhammad met her gaze, his expression softening with sincerity. "Ah, but none as captivating as yours, Sana," he confessed, his voice laced with genuine admiration. Sana rolled her eyes, though a fond smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Smooth talker," she countered, though her tone betrayed a hint of affection. As their conversation ebbed and flowed, a question lingered in the air, unspoken yet palpable. "And what about promises, Muhammad Imran? Are you capable of making those?" Sana finally asked, her gaze searching for his sincerity. Muhammad's expression turned solemn, his gaze never wavering from hers. "I've learned that promises are fragile things, easily broken," he began, his voice tinged with vulnerability. "But I can promise you this, Sana -- I'll always be honest with you, and I'll always cherish what we have, for as long as you'll have me." Sana's eyes softened, a gentle smile gracing her lips. "I suppose that'll have to be enough for now," she conceded, her voice filled with warmth. Muhammad reached across the table, taking her hand in his, his touch gentle yet firm. "For now and for always, Sana," he vowed, his words carrying the weight of his newfound resolve. --- Info: This story is inspired from real experiences. Only the concept is derived out of it. Please not compare with real facts. Everything done here is just fantasy. Enjoy it, Guys.

In the love hotel she thinks that her last words were in meek sheepish murmur voice as she lay near death were those begging for help after a yakuza psychopath tried to kill her. After that she is confronted with the man JennY a former karate black belt and English teacher came to the evil incarnates wife begging for love and help in email. This her first time facing her demons and finding love in her home country…..Canada. Elle the wife of her attacker and former sensei tries to love and seek help for Jenny but is the psychological trauma to great for her lover- Jenny. Rated mature for mental health, addiction and love scenes.