The Dragon 1 – Tokyo Empire Read Online Kenya Wright

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Crime, Dark, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 66993 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
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She licked her lips again.

And I imagined it.

Nyomi—bare, wild, glorious—straddling me in some shadowed room. Her brown skin glowing with sweat. Her thighs flexing around my waist. Her wet pussy taking my cock, hard and deep, rocking me into the edge of reason.

It wasn’t the pace of her hips that undid me.

It was the rope.

Red silk.

Looped around my neck.

Her fingers tightening it with every thrust.

Not to hurt me, but to claim.

To remind me that I was hers in that moment—breath, body, and bone.

Her voice, low and dangerous, whispering. “Don’t cum until I say.”

I wouldn’t.

Because I was hers.

Fuck, I’d never wanted anyone to own me so bad.

My cock throbbed under the table.

Calm down. She’s not there yet.

I didn’t move.

Just watched her.

Watched her body hum with awareness.

Watched the way she gripped her cup.

The flick of her eyes across my lips.

I was ready to kneel.

To let her devour me.

Then, suddenly a shadow fell to my right.

My entire body tensed.

I didn’t look.

I didn’t need to.

I could already feel the heat of Reo’s presence like a sword being drawn from a sheath.

What the fuck? He knows better.

Without turning my head, I said, low and sharp. “I’m busy.”

Reo didn’t leave. Instead, he stepped further into the glow of the moonlight. “I don’t want to do this.”

I growled. “Then leave.”

“You would be upset later if I did.”

Fuck.

I turned—slowly—and met his eyes. He looked like hell. Jaw tight. Face pale. Sweat glistening at his temples.

My blood went cold.

What could have my Dragon’s Roar so scared?

Still, I kept my voice even. “Reo.”

He said nothing.

I stood.

Nyomi blinked up at me, startled.

I gave her a single glance—my expression flat, but apologetic. “Excuse me. Just one moment.”

“Okay.”

Goddamn it.

I turned and followed Reo toward the other side of the garden.

The cello music and the scent of truffle smoke faded behind us.

Once we were alone, I snarled under my breath, “Why the fuck would you think you could interrupt this?”

Reo didn’t flinch. “Your father wants to talk—”

“I know. He’s been calling me all fucking day. I’ll talk to him—after this date.”

Reo’s expression twisted. “You have to go to the hospital now.”

“Why?”

His silence lasted a second too long.

Then he said it, “he has Hiro.”

My entire world stopped.

I felt it in my ribs first.

Then my spine.

Then in the space behind my eyes—sharp, blinding, a pressure that cracked my breath in two.

“What?” I asked.

“He’s keeping Hiro until you show up.”

I staggered back a step, rage and disbelief tearing through me like fire.

No. Not Hiro.

While he was my father’s son, my father didn’t give a damn about him. But, he definitely loved to use Hiro against me.

He knew how much I loved my brother.

If I didn’t go, my father’s men would torture Hiro. Period. There was no other option in my father’s mind. Either I was to listen when he tugged my leash. . .or things that I loved would be broken.

My vision blurred with fury.

Just like that—everything changed.

The garden no longer felt like a sanctuary.

It was a fucking trap.

My heart pounded behind my ribs, I kept my voice calm for one more breath. “Where does he have Hiro now?”

“In his hospital room.”

Behind me, I could still feel Nyomi’s gaze.

Warm.

Curious.

Laced with all the beginnings of trust.

And now—I’d have to walk away from her.

I gritted my teeth. “Get my car ready and then have Kaoru and Yochi take her home.”

I thought about that for a minute, remembering her fascination with Kaoru’s hair and their audacity to think they could talk to her.

I shook my head. “No. Change that to Satoshi and Rin. Make sure they know that they are not to speak to her. And when they take her home. . .they’re to remain outside and guard the area until we put others out there.”

Reo nodded and left.

I exhaled once, sharp and hot through my nose, before walking back across the garden.

The cello still played.

The moonlight still painted Nyomi in that silk white dress, her skin glowing, her eyes watching me like she already knew something was wrong.

She stood the second I reached her. “What’s wrong?”

“I apologize, but. . .I have to go.”

Her eyes searched mine. “Why? What happened?”

“It’s an emergency. It deals with my brother.”

Her lips parted yet she didn’t press further. Instead, she stepped closer—enough that her scent reached me again, that heady blend of black amber and ripe plum that undid me. “Is there anything I can do?”

I blinked.

That offer. . .her sincerity. . .it hit me in the most beautiful ways.

“No. I just want you to enjoy the rest of the night.” My smile came slow and aching. “Finish the great food and sake. Enjoy the rest of the performance. My men will take you home safely.”

She tilted her head. “Pinky and Yoichi?”

My body stiffened.

Heat surged up my spine.

She knows Kaoru’s nickname?

I gritted my teeth.

Fucking Kaoru.

Rage cracked through my chest.

“No,” I said tightly. “It won’t be Kaoru and Yoichi tonight. It’ll be Satoshi and Rin that’ll take you home.”


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