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Blood. Blood was dripping from my forehead. Panting, I tried to catch my breath. For a minute, I was tempted to look back and see if the Japanese Yakuza was chasing after me.

I muttered a curse, trudging through the quiet street, making sure to hide in the shadows, avoiding all streetlights.

Stupid Japanese Mafia Boss and his claim to rule the mafia world.

But I will never let him.

Not after killing my entire family.

Thinking about them, a brief flashback of my father screaming for me to flee before a bullet passed through his head, instantly ending his life, appeared in my line of vision.

I clenched my hands into fists, sadness and fury burning inside me.

I will make sure that the Japanese Mafia will pay for what they did. 

I will avenge my father. My family.

From this day forward, they have declared war.

And war they shall have.

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Blades & Roses

Margaux and I had planned to visit Japan. It was out of the many that we had listed in our bucket list. When the plane had landed on the Land of the Rising Sun, I was far from thrilled.

My body has yet to recover from the beating I had received but I had to feign that there was nothing wrong with me.

Threatening to harm my family was a low blow yet, I was left with no choice. I either follow Takahashi or watch my family getting killed in front of my eyes.

I watched how Takahashi mercilessly pulled the gun at Mikee and Mister Cortez. There was no tiny ounce of hesitation in his eyes nor in his movements when he had done so.

The last thing I wanted to do was to marry the man who had my best friend's family killed. But I did not want to witness any more deaths and even be the cause of it. If what happened to Margaux happened to me too, I would certainly lose it.