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“Fucking Yakuza,” Lucas says while pushing me behind him.
Wait, what the fuck is happening?
“Are you with them?” I reach for my knives as he shakes his head in disbelief at me.
“Fuck no! I’ve been stationed in Japan and have had some run-ins with them, though. Why are they causing problems in your club?” I raise an eyebrow at him.
Like I’d ever answer that.
“I suggest you retrieve your friend and clear this building. I have some business I need to take care of.” I try to get around him, but he stops me.
“Like fuck I’d leave any woman in this situation. Stay behind me.” Lucas plants himself in front of me and clears a path to the stairs.
When his friend sees us heading his way, he nods at Lucas and falls in line behind me. More popping sounds and screams come from the VIP section as we take the stairs.
Lucas pulls a gun from the back of his jeans, and I scold him.
“How the fuck did you get that past my security?” I’m going to kill Bruno.
“Military IDs usually give us a pass on pat-downs.” The guy behind me says.
I could have sworn he was fall-over drunk earlier, but he sounds stone-cold sober now. I guess gunfire does that to soldiers.
“Gianna? Your hospitality needs improvement. You just let anyone into your club.” Daiki taunts me as soon as I come into view.
He’s got one of my servers by the neck, holding a gun to her head. I tuck my knives into the selves of my shirt and raise my hands as I walk closer to them.
“Gianna, what are you doing?” Lucas hisses at me, but I keep eye contact with Daiki.
He’s a well-known assassin, and if I let my focus split right now, I’ll be dead, and so will my staff.
“Let her go. I’m what you came for.” He pushes the server to the ground and shoots her in the back of the head.
I wrap his arm around mine and flip him so that I’m standing behind him. I have one knife in his throat and the other in his lung before any of his men can react.
“You have about thirty seconds of life left, so if you have a message to deliver, you best do it now,” I whispered the words into his ear like we were lovers.
When I yank out the knife in his neck out the countdown begins, and I hold him to my chest as he gurls around his own blood, trying to speak.
“What a shame. I must have cut your vocal cords.” I drop him to bleed out on my floor and look around the VIP section.
Lucas and his friends have two other Yakuza on their knees by the bar, and Bruno is nowhere to be seen.
“Bruno!” I yell at the now-empty club.
I have about ten minutes before the cops show up, if I’m lucky.
“Taking headcount.” I hear him downstairs and sigh.
I walk over to the two left alive and slit their throats.
“You two need to leave. NOW.” I look at Lucas as I wipe my blades on a cocktail napkin from the bar and throw them on the dead bodies at my feet.
“You need to marry this one, King.” Lucas and I both stare at him as if he’s lost his mind.
“What? She’s a keeper.” He puts his gun away, and I hear the front door bang open.
“Fuck, out the back, now!” I grab Lucas’s arm and tug, but the voice that echo’s in the club brings me to a standstill.
