Bodominjarvi: With leaks going around and as a fellow Nina fan, I'm going to say don't get your hopes up. The tekken director Ikeda loved Bloodline and he's taking some bits from it like the Nina and Xiaoyu fight and Nina losing to her. Also, Nina is sending jacks to Yakushima... a place that's sacred to Jin. She's going to get done so dirty in this game. I honestly don't know why they couldn't just let her take over the Zaibatsu because that would have been an awesome twist. She took it back when Heihachi was offed. They could have made her pregnant with Jin's child too, just to add to the spice and shock factor. I need my spices in the story and my favs being the orchestrators of juicy main story.

Atleast Harada made Nina 5ft6 now which I always headcanoned. It's a small win but not a consolation prize. I have nothing against petite people but she don't even look like one. I'm glad her canon height matches what is shown on screen. Jin gained two inches lmao. For now, I've kept his height 5ft11.

Jin x Nina make me so happy. I just love em together.

Also, I find it so cute you have Jina in your sims 4. I don't play sims at all but if I did, I would do what you did. Make Jin and Nina be a happy couple, give them their home and a nice sprawling backyard. 😉

Date Posted: 10th Sept 23.

Chapter Twenty Two

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Koldan Markov was a man who used many aliases. Many online accounts. Different names. Different ways of communicating. Fools to delude. Internet friends were all he had. He was a husk of a person. No one he fooled, knew his real name, race, gender, age and his disgusting fantasies involving him and a young blonde woman. Of doing her so rough she couldn't move. Of her saying, "My Alligator" between the sheets and putting up with his cringey and pathetic attempt at dirty talk. His hentai-esque mind, full of disproportioned females with Nina's faces and exaggerated speech and revolting obsessions that involved inflation and rearranging within seconds.

No one else but he knew that. Not even the online friends he spoke to every hour, every day. They gave him hope to carry on being disgusting, even if they didn't know who he really was.

He didn't feel bad about taking these friendships for granted. The person online didn't know he was an assassin who just threatened his victim into breaking up with her love. They had no idea of the sadistic pleasure he got imagining the heartbreak of the blonde woman.

Sub and Dom plays weren't that satisfactory unless they did as told. They were told to speak like Nina. Given mannerism but since they had no idea how to dominate, he'd have to do that. A submissive fake Nina wasn't satisfying. He needed the real woman. Sharp tongue, sharp heels and ice cold eyes which would see him in his naked glory. Maybe put a whip in her hand to flog him for his sickness. He needed that. He'd suck her toes and lick the filthy soles of her shoes. Going as far to even pry gum from it with his teeth just for her.

He knew he'd just be one of many men to want to do that for her. What was that young man's talent that he got a chance with the amazing Nina? What could Koldan copy from Nina's hooded boy toy to make himself more appealable in her eyes?

Koldan holds his cigarette with one hand and twirls strands of his beach blonde hair with the index finger of the other hand. He takes a puff and pouts.

He has no idea. He'd have to ask Nina. Or brutally force her to admit the secrets. He'd use below the belt tactics.

His internet friends…that person just thought he was a sweet and nice person with an interest in some normal human things. They had no idea of the silicone blonde dolls he'd tear apart in the heat of his passion as he called out Nina's name. Deep down, that person needed someone to fill in the vacancy of a nice person and he could play that part well. Why would anyone want to see his truth if it didn't give them peace?

As he hung out in his balcony, he listens to Sweet But Psycho song. He left playing on the stereo in a loop. Sung by Ava Max, many years after Nina's disappearance. That is their song whether she liked it or not. He closes his eyes and smirks.

He drew a picture of a blonde woman lying on a pool of his favorite fruit. A woman who was naked but no, you couldn't see her assets. Instead of rose petals, her womanly parts were covered by raspberries. This would be Nina's gift. His first gift to her this year.

Oh how psychotic he was! Koldan relished in it.

The advice given by his internet friend was to pursue their love at all costs. That he was a gem and the person would be blind not to see it.

He likes hearing those lies.

If he tells it to himself enough, it would feel like the truth.

He knows he's nothing but a lying disgusting scumbag psychopath.

Someone who deserved hate.

Perhaps if his foolish internet friend knew too, they wouldn't care. Fools were quick to forgive to preserve their inner peace. People did crazy things for love.

He knows the person giving him advice like the back of his hand. If only Nina was like that too. Then he wouldn't have to wrap his hands on her neck. He wouldn't have to cause her pain.

God, he needs someone to tell him the truth.

All this lying was taking a toll on his mental health. He tried to bury it and one day when it bursts forth, that would be the day he'd die.

For now, he sucks his cigarette to its limit and exhales out the fumes to Brisbane's air.

Tomorrow, Williams would be a free woman and his for the taking.

Nina's demeanor changed since the hotel incident. Jin felt the pang in his heart and it didn't go away. One minute she was pulling away and the next, she would be pressing herself against him, skin to skin, mouth to mouth and arms around him.

The got back and she was pacing like a caged animal.

Something told him the pang in his heart would worsen with time.

He gives her time, offers to cook for her and let her clear her thoughts. He knew how it felt to be murdered. Losing grip of a life you began to love was one of the most horrific things to experience.

The mark on his chest is gone. Fully healed. But the marks on Nina's neck did not fade. Angry red finger marks and bruises were still there.

"I don't want to leave your side, you've just been attacked. I need to protect you." Jin tells her from across the table. He'd fight the world for her.

"Who will protect you?" He hears her ask softly.

"You will." He smiles back. "Your five foot six self will defend this five foot eleven Jin of yours."

"Will you remember us like this? Having dinner together in peace and quiet? Like the whole world is blocked out and it's just the two of us?"

"Why are you speaking as if we'll never see each other again?" Jin questions.

"Because it may be a lovely memory." She shrugs.

He observes as she reaches out for her glass and drinks as if she's not supposed to.

Dinner was done and he is waiting for her on the couch. After what seems like a long time, she came out of the bedroom, dragging her suitcase with her. He gets up and calls her name. She stops as if she's caught red handed. Then turns at him.

He'd never seen such a poker face from her before.

"I think we shouldn't be together anymore." Her words tumble out. She's not making eye contact.

"Why?"

His voice falters. What did he do wrong?

"Being with you makes me weak. I feel like a regular woman and I hate it. I want to feel powerful and untouchable.. I can't be myself with you. Being with you means that I am missing out on life. I want to feel like I don't need anyone." She swallows and he could see she was giving herself some courage. She forces her eyes on him. "I'm telling you the truth-."

"-No you're not." Jin growls, angry that she just vomited out terrible and hurtful lies. His sudden outburts makes her drop her poker face for a split second. He sees a glimpse of the vulnerable woman inside.

Don't give up on us!

"I'm not built for the normal life. I don't want it." She lies through her teeth. Despite her words, he detaches her from her suitcase, places his hands on her shoulders and leads her to the sofa. Then gently sits her down. To his surprise, she just lets him. As if she herself wanted him to stop her from making a mistake.

He needed answers.

"We've spent a long time together. I know you. I know that you're happy with me." Jin says calmly and takes a deep inhale.

Nina gets up. "My time with you was a big mistake." She says coldly and she brushes past him, back to her suitcase.

His eyes water and his skin feels hot. His heartbeats become a siren in his ears. He doesn't know how his hands are on her shoulders and then cupping her face. How he leans forward and kisses her as if he's trying to bring back his Nina, the Nina who would never speak so coldly to him and say these horrible mean things.

He feels her respond back, kissing back and the warmth of a loving desperate kiss but then she pushes him away. Mumbling no from swollen lips.

"We should have never been a couple."

"We happened because we had to happen." Jin retorts.

"We happened because I needed a distraction." She replies. "I'm done now."

Don't do this! he thinks. He didn't even know why she was doing this and why he was reacting like this. He stops himself from touching her again. Nina picks up her bag and slowly makes her way to the front door. It feels this is the last time he'd see her.

"Do you love me?" He whispers.

Nina turns around. Makes sure he looks at those eyes of hers.

She sighs like her heart's been pierced. "No. I don't."

Then Nina walks out of his apartment and, out of his life.

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