A warning, this is a harsh story
Another day, another john. Asami didn't smile as he accepted the money. There was nothing to smile about. He led the man into the rented hotel room. The room was dimly lit, small, neat and most importantly, clean. The man wasted no time in stripping off his clothes and removing Asami's terry cloth robe.
Like all the johns before, this one cared for nothing more than his own pleasure. The john shoved Asami down onto the bed, tying him in place with rough rope that caught off his circulation. He took no time to prepare Asami for what was to come. There was just a simple rough shove and the man's dick was in his ass. Asami hissed out a breath as pain filled him.
He hated this. Always had. The man above grunted in his ear. His breath was hot and smelled of rotted fish. When was the last time he had brushed his teeth. A loud grunt filled his ear as warmth flooded his insides. Asami closed his eyes in anger and disgust. The bastard hadn't used a condom. The boss was going to be pissed.
Another grunt sounded above him and suddenly the jhon's weight was gone. Asami peered behind him. He sucked in a breath as he caught sight of a massive blond. Oh shit! If Suoh-san was here, then that meant…
~ An Unexpected Life ~
Another day, another body. Akihito smiled as he watched the now dead man fall to the ground. The man had been a traitor to Akihito's organization. He'd been foolish to think that Akihito was man who didn't know what was going on behind his back. Fool. Akihito always knew everything.
Akihito tucked his gun back into it home. A beautiful black leather shoulder holster. Looking back at the body, he lit a cigarette. Inhaling, he turned to his second in command, Takato.
"Get this cleaned up then report back to the office."
With that Akihito was stepping out of the warehouse and into a sleek sexy SUV. His bodyguard, Kou took up his position behind the wheel.
"Sir, may I suggest that we stop at the office for a change of clothing. It would not do to meet the prime minister in your current one."
Akihito smiled, Ai was an excellent personal assistant.
~ An Unexpected Life ~
Asami swallowed hard as he took in his boss' unhappy face. Kirishima Kei looked like any other corporate CEO. Pressed suit, shiny shoes. Hair slicked back. Thinly rimmed glasses. Looking at him, one would never know that he was a pimp. And a sadist.
"Suoh-san tells me that you allowed a john to take you without a condom."
"Yes sir. I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean for it to happen."
"How am I supposed to run a company as fine as this with whores like you?"
"I don't know sir."
Kirishima waved Suoh-san forward. Asami swallowed hard. He knew what was coming. Knew that running was useless and would only make things worse. That knowledge didn't stop him though. He bolted from the chair and made for the door. He never reached it. A large hand grabbed him by the back of the neck and slammed him into the floor. His clothing was torn from his body. He was barely able to catch his breath before it was stolen from him again by a large booted foot. Cracking ribs. A fist slammed into his cheek, nearly breaking the cheekbone.
Asami's body jerked as the whip fell across his back. Ripping his flesh open and causing it to bleed. Again and again the whip fell across his flesh. By the time the mammoth blond was done, Asami was verging on the edge of unconsciousness.
Suoh-san picked him up and tossed him down onto Kirishima's desk. Kirishima, who was now nude for he hated to get blood on his precious suits. Kirishima was by no means a small man. When he shoved himself into Asami's unprepared body, Asami released a scream.
"Yes, scream for me whore!"
~ An Unexpected Life ~
Nightfall found Takaba Akihito standing in a dimly lit warehouse. Guns pointed at him by twelve very pissed off Chinese men. Akihito simply stated at them. His own gun holstered. He felt no fear. This was not the first time he'd had guns pointed at him, nor would it be the last.
"You never do learn do you Feilong?"
"I want Japan."
"Japan is mine. Just like I plan to make Hong Kong mine."
"Never!"
"Oh my poor Feilong. Its already happened. I own all the major companies in Hong Kong now. Some of the little ones too. I even took over your very own companies. Your brother was very useful."
"You will never have Hong Kong!" Feilong fired.
In his rage, Feilong's shot missed. Akihito drew his own weapon and returned the fire. Unlike Feilong, his shot did not miss. He hit the Chinese man dead center in the head. He heard more shots ring out as his men hidden in the rafters opened fire. He grinned and lit a cigarette as he watched the bodies fall.
There was something about the smell of gun powder an blood mixed together that he loved.