The Dragon 3 – Tokyo Empire Read Online Kenya Wright

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 101427 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 507(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
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A third man had purple hair running down the center of his shaved head and tattoos climbing his throat like vines. He grinned at me—a little too wide, a little too knowing.

Two identical men stood not far behind them, arms folded, perfectly mirrored in posture and expression.

Twins? Yeah. Definitely twins.

They didn’t smile. They didn’t blink. Just watched with a kind of silent, spectral intensity that made me shiver.

So. . .are these more Fangs or am I finally seeing the Claws?

I guessed that they were Claws since none of them looked familiar.

Then came the others.

They weren’t walking.

They were closing in.

Suddenly, I spotted Kaoru with that long pink hair framing his heartbreakingly beautiful face. Tall and lean.

I smiled at him.

He gave me a quick wink.

Kenji didn’t notice, but Lollipop guy did and the line of his jaw twitched.

Okay. I should be careful and not be too polite to his men, just in case.

I noticed Yoichi too. Broad shoulders. Bald head. Tonight he wore a white shirt, yet his silver wolf tooth charm still rested against his chest.

Walking next to Yoichi was this scary guy with scars and military straight hair slicked down.

Alright. These are definitely the Fangs. I recognize most of them from the club last night.

All of them watched.

Not just Kenji.

But, me too.

However, I didn’t think Kenji noticed them appear at all. He still remained silent and leaning against that desk.

I shouldn’t have been naughty, but with all this gorgeous testosterone in the air and gazes locked on me. . .I slowly licked my lips.

Kenji’s eyes tracked the motion and he sneered like it hurt his cock.

Still he didn’t move.

Didn’t say a word.

So I spoke, “I’m sorry to interrupt.”

“You could never interrupt.” Kenji’s voice was darkly smooth and it vibrated through my entire body. While I had come to entice him, it was clear he had all the tools to equally tempt me.

Mmmm.

“I also should apologize for wearing shoes in your house. I know that’s against the rules.”

“Tora. . .break every rule in this house if it means I get to watch you walk in those heels again.”

“So then keep them on?”

"Yes. Keep them on. I plan to have them above your head soon."

Some of his men snickered behind him.

Clearly stunned, Lollipop guy widened his eyes.

Meanwhile. . .a lusty shiver ran through me. “Well. . .then they will stay.”

His men watched us both in shock, their heads moving from side to side—an audience at an erotic tennis match.

I tilted my head just slightly, letting my gaze lift to him through lowered lashes, like I was studying him—slow and hungry—the way a woman studied a secret she planned to swallow whole. “I know that women aren’t allowed in your war room so I’ll be quick—”

“You are not just any regular woman. Take as long as you need, and you are always welcome in here.”

My pussy throbbed.

Why did those words do that to me?

Lollipop guy?

Oh, he was entertained. His smile had sharpened into something brutally wicked, and he popped that red candy back into his mouth like he was settling in for a show.

“So. . .I just came in here because I wanted to make sure you were taking care of yourself.”

Kenji’s pupils grew darker. Wider. Even from a distance, I could feel the heat pouring off him. For whatever reason, he was very pleased with that statement. “Is that right, Tora?”

“Yes.”

His eyes dropped to my legs like gravity dragged them there. I watched his throat work as he swallowed hard, jaw clenched like he was chewing on every filthy thought running through his head. “And if I am not taking care of myself?”

“Then, I will surely take care of you.” My fingertips skimmed down the front of my blouse, barely grazing the buttons. I wasn’t unbuttoning a thing, but Lord. . .I knew it looked like I might.

The Dragon’s fingers twitched against the desk. His shoulders were still, but his chest was rising faster now.

And I knew it wasn’t panic.

It was full-body hunger.

One of the twins leaned slightly forward and widened his eyes.

“Also. . .I was wondering if you were able to get any sleep?”

“Not yet.” His gaze fell to that black lace bra flashing beneath the sheer blouse. “However, I plan to be in bed very. Fucking. Soon.”

I licked my lips again.

He loudly groaned.

I tilted my head slightly and pointed toward his bandaged cheek. “What happened?”

“This?” Kenji lifted his hand and brushed two fingers against the small bandage high on his cheekbone, like he’d forgotten it was even there. “Someone shot at me.”

“What?!” Every drop of femme fatale I’d wrapped around my spine slipped right off.

Kenji’s lips curled—not into a smirk, but something deeper. Darker. “Don’t worry, Tora. I easily dodged it. The bullet only grazed my cheek. I felt no pain. Just vengeance.”

Snorting, Lollipop guy rolled his eyes so hard I thought his pupils might get stuck in the back of his skull.


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