15. Kenji

"You hurt me," Nia says in a calm voice. No fear, no anger, but thank God, also no coldness.

"I know, sweet thing. And I'm so fucking sorry for that."

She nods. "What are you gonna do about it?" There's a twinkle in her eye, her beautiful mouth is twisted to one side in a smirk, one perfectly manicured eyebrow corked.

"I will fucking worship the ground you walk on. I'll spoil you rotten. Make sure you-"

"Never go a day without hearing you love me? And how amazing I am?"

I chuckle. "Anything. Everything, baby."

"Make sure I get my daily dose of orgasms?"

This time, I laugh out loud. Happy, relieved, fucking ecstatic. "Yes, ma'am."

"Starting now?"

"It would be my honor, future Mrs. Watanabe."

Her teasing smile softens into a warm, loving smile. "Faye-Watanabe."

"As long as you're mine." I press my mouth to hers, finally tasting her soft skin after months of torture and withdrawal.

"Always, my Yakuza. Always."

THE END.