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Night fell softly over the parks near Times Square.
Fujiwara Takuya arrived early, dressed in dark casual wear layered beneath a bulletproof vest. His holstered pistol gleamed faintly under the city's lights.
Even in a bustling place like this, he couldn't be too careful. New York after midnight wasn't safe for anyone—least of all a famous actress meeting her lover in secret.
If it weren't for their promise—and for Yukiko's quiet agreement to see him again—she would never have come.
Takuya scanned the park. He'd imagined a quiet scene: an empty square, a few distant lights, a peaceful night under the stars where he and Yukiko could talk, laugh… maybe even fall asleep in each other's arms.
But reality was far from that dream. The park was crawling with people—mostly the homeless, huddled under blankets or cardboard shelters. Every bench, every patch of grass was occupied.
So much for a romantic tryst, he thought bitterly.
Even finding a private corner here would be impossible.
If they tried anything affectionate, someone would probably start filming.
And the last thing he needed was a viral scandal titled: "Japanese Officer Caught With Famous Actress in Times Square."
Even though Yukiko was once an actress, that kind of publicity would destroy her life.
Just as he was about to leave, he spotted a familiar silhouette approaching from the streetlights.
Kudo Yukiko.
She wore a long beige coat and dark sunglasses, her hair tucked neatly beneath a cap. She moved quickly but cautiously, scanning her surroundings like a spy afraid of being followed. Her disguise was perfect—if not for the slight tremble in her hands.
Takuya smiled faintly. Even while nervous, she was stunning.
When she reached him, Yukiko looked around anxiously before whispering, "Why here, of all places? There are people everywhere! What if someone sees us?"
Her voice carried that blend of irritation and fear that he found endearing.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Back home, places like this would be empty by now. I thought we could enjoy the night sky together."
"The night sky, huh?" she replied dryly, pinching his arm. "Don't think I don't know what you really meant by that."
Her cheeks flushed, though her lips curled into a reluctant smile. As an actress, Yukiko wasn't naïve. She knew perfectly well that his idea of enjoying the night involved far less stargazing and far more passion.
"Fine," she sighed. "Let's at least find somewhere more private. Maybe the parking lot?"
He nodded immediately. "Good idea."
They made their way to a nearby underground lot. It was quiet—dimly lit, echoing faintly with the sounds of distant engines. A few cars were scattered around, but no one seemed to be inside them.
After several turns through the concrete maze, Takuya finally found a secluded corner hidden from view and security cameras.
He motioned subtly to the shadows. Instantly, two dark figures—members of his Black Shadow Corps—appeared and took positions nearby. No one would disturb them now.
"Yukiko," he said softly, stepping closer, "show me what you're wearing tonight."
Her cheeks turned crimson. "You really are a pervert," she muttered, swatting at his arm. "Always so shameless."
Still, she hesitated only a moment before unbuttoning her coat and revealing the soft gray silk pajamas beneath. The fabric was thin, clinging gently to her curves under the faint moonlight filtering through the parking lot entrance.
Takuya inhaled sharply. "Beautiful… You really did wear this for me, didn't you?"
She turned her face away, embarrassed. "I bought it today. You can… do whatever you want with it later. I'm not taking it back."
His eyes softened, admiration and desire blending together. What a woman, he thought. Strong, proud—and still so generous to the man she loves.
"I missed you, Yukiko."
"Don't," she said quickly, trying to sound stern. "Remember, this only lasts a few days. Once you leave America, we go back to being ordinary people."
But her voice trembled ever so slightly.
He nodded, pretending to agree. Yet deep down, he knew she was already his.
[R-18 Scene]
Takuya pulled into the dimly lit parking garage, his heart racing with anticipation. He spotted an empty space and quickly parked next to it. He quickly pulled Yukiko into his arms.
💖Takuya's pulse raced with excitement as he pulled Yukiko into his arms, the dim lighting of the parking garage casting a sensual glow on their intertwined bodies.
"I've been thinking about this moment all day," Takuya whispered huskily as he captured her lips in a searing kiss.
His hands roamed over Yukiko's curves, sliding under her large coat to feel the soft swell of her breasts.
💖She arched into his touch with a breathy moan, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Mmm, you're so impatient," Yukiko teased playfully between kisses.
Takuya nuzzled her neck, trailing hot kisses along her collarbone as he deftly unbuttoned her coat.
💖The garment slipped off to reveal a lacy red bra barely containing her ample bosom. "You look good enough to eat in this lingerie," Takuya growled appreciatively, palming her breasts and thumbing her nipples through the sheer fabric.
Yukiko shivered with delight at his touch, her own hands slipping under his shirt to caress the hard planes of his chest.
Their kisses grew more heated, tongues tangling passionately as Takuya guided Yukiko back against the car door. He lavished attention on her sensitive neck and ears, nipping lightly.
Glancing down, Takuya took in the tantalizing sight of Yukiko in just her skimpy red underwear, stockings and garter belt.
"Damn baby, you're so sexy," he groaned, sliding his hands over her smooth thighs.
💖Yukiko hooked a leg around his waist, pulling him closer as she kissed along his jaw.
Takuya cupped her breasts, squeezing gently as he rolled the pebbled nipples between his fingers.
"Ahh~!"
Yukiko gasped and writhed against him, her arousal growing. "Mmm yes, touch me," she purred, nipping at his earlobe.
💖The lovers lost themselves in a haze of heated kisses, caresses and whispered endearments, their bodies pressed tightly together.
Takuya worshipped every inch of Yukiko's alluring form, leaving her flushed and panting with need.
💖Takuya's desire reached a fever pitch as he impatiently tore away Yukiko's remaining scraps of lace bra and panties, baring her large breasts and her shaved pussy to his hungry gaze.
"Fucking hell," Takuya breathed reverently, drinking in the sight of her naked body except for the provocative lingerie still adorning her legs.
Yukiko instinctively tried to cover herself with trembling hands but Takuya gently pushed them aside. "Don't hide from me baby, you're so goddamn beautiful," he murmured, his eyes darkening with lust as they roamed over every dip and curve of her body.
💖Takuya cupped Yukiko's heavy breasts, thumbs brushing over the hardened peaks of her nipples. She shuddered under his touch, a breathy moan escaping her lips. "Ahh Takuya..."
"Look at you," he groaned appreciatively, kneading her soft mounds and pinching the stiff nipples.
"These perfect tits were made for my hands."
"Mmh... ah~ ah~"
💖Yukiko arched into him with a needy whimper as Takuya lowered his head to capture one rosy nipple between his lips.
He suckled greedily, tongue swirling around the sensitive bud before grazing it lightly with teeth. "Oh god yes," Yukiko keened, fisting her hands in his hair and holding him against her breast.
💖Takuya lavished attention on both breasts, licking and sucking each nipple until they were reddened and glistening from his mouth.
He left a trail of love bites across the creamy swells, marking Yukiko as his.
As he pleasured her chest, Takuya's other hand drifted between Yukiko's thighs to cup her pussy. She was hot and slick with arousal against his fingers.
"Mmm… so wet for me already," Takuya growled, parting her folds and circling her sensitive clit.
💖Yukiko bucked into his touch with a sharp cry, knees nearly giving out as he stroked her most intimate places. "Ah ah ahhhh!" Her slick walls clenched hungrily around nothing.
Takuya slipped two fingers inside Yukiko's tight heat, pumping them slowly as his thumb rubbed firm circles over her clit.
"Aaanh!~"
"Hnngh~"
She writhed and moaned wantonly, hips rocking into his hand. "That's it baby, let me feel you," Takuya purred, crooking his fingers to stroke that perfect spot.
💖Yukiko was lost in a haze of pleasure, the combined stimulation on her breasts and sex pushing her closer to the edge.
She panted heavily, breasts heaving as she rode Takuya's hand. "Yes yes yesss!" Her cries echoed obscenely through the garage.
Takuya couldn't hold back any longer, his rock hard cock throbbing urgently as he watched Yukiko unravel from his touch.
💖In one swift motion, he lifted her up and impaled her dripping pussy onto his thick cock.
"Oh fuck!" Yukiko cried out at the sudden intrusion stretching her wide open. She clenched tightly around him, slick walls fluttering wildly as she adjusted to his impressive girth.
💖Takuya groaned deeply at the exquisite feeling of being buried inside Yukiko's scorching heat.
Her tightness gripped him like a vice, almost painfully delicious. "Goddamn you feel incredible," he grunted, hands gripping her hips.
He began thrusting hard and fast, driving into Yukiko with animalistic need as the car rocked beneath them.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
She clung to his shoulders, nails digging in as she matched his frenzied rhythm, panting harshly.
"Ah~… ah~… yesss! So deep," Yukiko mewled, head thrown back in ecstasy as Takuya pounded her mercilessly into the seat.
The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the garage along with their escalating moans and cries.
Takuya hooked Yukiko's knees over his shoulders, folding her nearly in half to drive even deeper. "Take it baby, take my fucking cock," he snarled, hips pistoning furiously as he lost himself in pure sensation.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
"Oh god Takuya! Don't stop!" Yukiko screamed as the coil of tension inside her snapped violently.
Her pussy spasmed almost painfully around him, gushing fluid as she came undone.
💕 SQUIRT! 💕
Takuya felt Yukiko's walls clenching like a silken fist and with one final brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded deep within her fluttering sheath.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! 💕
Yukiko continued to shudder through the aftershocks as Takuya pumped what felt like endless ropes of thick cum into her pulsing depths.
She could feel it flooding her insides, leaking out around his throbbing cock.
💖Finally spent, they collapsed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs, chests heaving as they struggled to catch their breath. Takuya tenderly brushed Yukiko's damp hair back from her face and kissed her softly.
"That was incredible, Yukiko" he murmured adoringly, still intimately joined with her.
After a few moments of basking in the afterglow, Yukiko felt a renewed surge of desire ignite within her.
💖She gently pushed Takuya onto his back and straddled his hips, his softening cock still buried inside her warmth.
Takuya's eyes darkened with lust as he gazed up at Yukiko, taking in the sensual sight of her riding him.
"Mmm Yukiko, you're so sexy," he purred, hands roaming over her curves appreciatively.
💖Yukiko rolled her hips slowly, grinding against Takuya and savoring the feel of his length filling her so deeply.
She leaned down to capture his lips in a slow, sensual kiss as she began rocking atop him.
"Ahhfuck Yukiko," Takuya groaned into her mouth, the slick heat of her walls stroking him back to full hardness.
💖He gripped her hips and her ass, guiding her movements as they lost themselves in the intimate rhythm.
Yukiko's breasts swayed enticingly above Takuya and he couldn't resist cupping their weighty softness, rolling and pinching the stiff peaks until she was panting breathlessly against his lips.
"Mmh... ah~ ah~"
💖She braced her hands on his chest for leverage as she rode him harder, the car creaking with each powerful thrust.
"Mmm yes just like that," Yukiko purred, clenching around Takuya's thick cock as it stretched and filled her so perfectly. "You feel so good inside me Takuya."
Takuya matched Yukiko's increasingly frantic movements, snapping his hips up to drive himself even deeper into her welcoming heat.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
The obscene sound of their coupling echoed through the garage along with escalating moans.
"Ah~ ah~ oh fuck!" Yukiko cried out sharply as Takuya angled perfectly against that sensitive spot deep within her.
Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter, threatening to snap at any moment.
💖Takuya could feel his own release building rapidly, balls drawing up tightly as Yukiko's inner pussy muscles rippled around him. "I'm Gonna cum Yukiko," he grunted through clenched teeth, pistoning wildly into her slick pussy channel.
"Ahhhhhh!!!~~"
💕 SQUIRT! 💕
With a loud moaning wail, Yukiko came undone, back arching as ecstasy crashed over her in waves.
Her pussy spasmed almost violently, gushing fluid around Takuya's throbbing length.
The feeling of Yukiko clenching so deliciously was more than Takuya could handle and with one final powerful thrust, he erupted deep inside her convulsing sheath.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! 💕
"Fuuuck!" he roared, hips jerking erratically as he pumped what felt like endless ropes of thick seed into her pussy lips.
They collapsed together in a sweaty tangle, bodies still intimately joined as they rode out the aftershocks.
💖Takuya gently stroked Yukiko's back as she lay sprawled atop him, both panting heavily from the intensity of their lovemaking.
"That was amazing," Yukiko sighed contentedly, nuzzling into Takuya's neck.
Takuya tightened his arms around her possessively and captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. "You're mine, Yukiko" he murmured against her mouth.
💖After one last passionate kiss, Takuya gently laid Yukiko down on the backseat of the car, hovering over her in the missionary position.
His intense gaze met hers as he nudged her thighs apart with his knees, the thick head of his cock prodding insistently at her slick pussy entrance.
Yukiko trembled with anticipation, reaching up to tangle her fingers in Takuya's hair and pull him down into a searing kiss.
He groaned into her mouth as he slowly sheathed his huge cock inside her welcoming pussy once more.
"Ahhh," Yukiko gasped sharply against Takuya's lips at the sudden penetration stretching her sensitive walls.
💖Her hands slid down his back to grip his taut ass, urging him even deeper.
Takuya began thrusting with deep, powerful strokes that rocked the car on its wheels.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin mingled with Yukiko's escalating moans as he relentlessly pounded into her willing body.
💖"Fuck yes," Takuya growled, hands roaming possessively over Yukiko's curves as he snapped his hips at a frenzied pace. "Take my cock, Yukiko."
Yukiko could only pant and whimper incoherently, completely lost in the intensity of sensation radiating through her core with each forceful thrust.
Her legs wrapped tightly around Takuya's waist to pull him impossibly deeper.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
Takuya hooked Yukiko's knees over his elbows, folding her nearly in half as he drove into her soaked channel with reckless abandon.
The car creaked and bounced beneath them, the sound of their coupling echoing lewdly through the garage.
"Oh god Takuya! I'm gonna... ahhh~!" Yukiko's words dissolved into a keening wail as her body seized up in ecstasy, convulsing almost violently around Takuya's pistoning shaft.
💕 SQUIRT! 💕
Her pussy gushed fluid, drenching his cock and balls with each clench.
Takuya grunted harshly, hips stuttering for just a moment before slamming into Yukiko at a brutal pace.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
He could feel her fluttering walls milking him, urging on his own release. "Fuck yes take it all," he snarled through clenched teeth.
With one final powerful thrust, Takuya buried himself to the hilt inside Yukiko's spasming heat and exploded, painting her pussy with thick ropes of hot cum.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! 💕
He groaned long and low as what felt like endless spurts pumped into her waiting womb.
💖Yukiko twitched and shuddered beneath him, completely overwhelmed by the force of her own orgasm and Takuya's seemingly endless release flooding her insides.
As the last waves of pleasure receded, she went limp against the seat, unconscious from the intensity.
💖Takuya pulled out of Yukiko's limp form with a satisfied grunt, watching smugly as his seed trickled out of her well-fucked pussy and puddled on the leather seats below.
He tucked himself away and rearranged Yukiko's sprawled limbs to make her look at least somewhat presentable before sliding into the driver's seat.
As Takuya pulled out of the parking garage, he glanced back at a still unconscious Yukiko in the rearview mirror with a smirk.
Her thighs were spread obscenely wide, the evidence of their passionate encounter glistening on her inner thighs and pooled beneath her ass. He shifted to adjust his pants over his semi-hard cock, already looking forward to next time...
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An hour later, Takuya drove her home through the quiet streets.
Yukiko had fallen asleep beside him, exhaustion softening her features.
When they arrived, he gently pinched her cheek. "Wake up. We're here."
She stirred, blinking blearily—then suddenly glared at him, realizing what had happened. "You jerk! That's the third time you've made me faint!"
Takuya laughed awkwardly. "My bad. I'll be gentler next time."
"Next time?" she huffed, trying not to smile. "Just… go."
But before stepping out, she leaned in, pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, and whispered, "Text me tomorrow. And delete our messages."
He watched her disappear into the house, still smiling faintly as his fingers brushed the spot where she'd kissed him.
She's falling for me. Completely.
The "Fallen Wife" chapter of his life had ended… for now.
Vermouth groaned softly as her eyes fluttered open.
She found herself tied to a chair in a dimly lit warehouse, surrounded by silent, masked shadow operatives. The air was cold and smelled faintly of metal.
Memory rushed back all at once.
She'd planned to sneak into Takuya's hotel room to surprise—and possibly recruit—him. Instead, he'd turned the tables on her in seconds.
Now, she was the one captured.
"I underestimated him," she muttered bitterly. He's not just a cop. He's something else entirely.
Moments later, the heavy door creaked open, and Takuya himself stepped inside, hands casually tucked in his pockets.
"Where's Inspector Fujiwara?" she demanded, trying to sound calm despite the ropes around her wrists. "I want to see him. He and I are… friends."
Takuya raised an eyebrow. "Friends? That's funny. I don't remember friends sneaking into my hotel room with a loaded gun."
He stopped in front of her, leaning slightly closer. The corner of his mouth curved upward. "Though, I have to say—you make breaking and entering look good."
Vermouth's jaw tightened. "I wasn't going to hurt you. I only wanted to talk."
"Talk?" he echoed, amused. "You really have a strange way of starting conversations."
His eyes drifted lower, unashamedly taking her in. Even tied up, Vermouth carried an aura of dangerous allure—mature, poised, and effortlessly captivating.
And in that dim light, her beauty seemed almost unreal.
"You're staring," she said flatly.
"Can you blame me?" he murmured.
Vermouth's pulse quickened. She had seen this look before—the same hungry glint in the eyes of countless men who desired her in her acting field.
But Takuya's gaze was different. It wasn't desperation. It was confidence… as if she already belonged to him.
"Don't do anything foolish," she warned. "Even if you force me, you'll never have my heart."
Takuya chuckled softly. "Who said I needed your heart? Having your body would be enough."
Her eyes widened in disbelief. "You—!"
But before she could speak further, he removed his coat and handed it to one of the guards, who accepted it silently.
Several other masked figures stood ready, cameras in hand.
Vermouth's blood ran cold. "What are you doing? Don't tell me you're planning to—"
"Relax," Takuya interrupted, smirking. "I just want to talk… up close."
She trembled, torn between anger and disbelief. This man is insane, was he planning to make a move on her and film her?
"Wait!" she blurted, trying to regain control. "Let's negotiate. If you let me go, I'll agree to any condition you name."
He paused, genuinely intrigued, then sat beside her and gently lifted her chin. "Any condition?"
"Yes," she said quickly. "Anything."
"Then listen," he whispered, brushing his thumb along her cheek. "I like you, Sharon. From the moment we met. Give me a chance… I want a child with you."
Her heart skipped. "A—A child?!"
He nodded earnestly. "Think about it. You're beautiful, strong, mysterious. If we had a child together, it would be extraordinary."
For a long moment, she could only stare at him in disbelief. This man wasn't joking. He was serious—and that terrified her more than any threat could.
Finally, she smiled faintly, an idea forming in her mind. If I can't fight him, I can buy time.
"Alright," she said smoothly. "Prove your love first. I hate the FBI. They've caused me nothing but trouble. Teach them a lesson, and I'll give you what you want."
Takuya's eyes gleamed. "Teach the FBI a lesson, huh? That's all?"
"It's not as easy as you think," she warned. "Even the Organization doesn't dare provoke them directly."
He grinned. "What if I do more than that? What if I strike the Pentagon itself?"
Her expression froze. "You're insane."
"Maybe," he said. "But I'd do it—for you."
He leaned closer, his tone softening. "I know you were the silver-haired killer I saved. I recognized you even through your disguise. I know you're tired of the darkness. Let me give you something else—a reason to live."
Vermouth looked down, her thoughts a storm of confusion.
She had spent years in the shadows, surrounded by death and betrayal.
And yet this man, foolishly sincere, spoke as if he truly meant it.
For the first time in years, something in her chest stirred. Hope? Fear? She couldn't tell.
Finally, she met his gaze. "If you really do it—if you make the world remember your name—then I'll keep my promise. I'll give you your child."
Takuya smiled faintly. "That's all I needed to hear."
And for the first time, Vermouth wasn't sure who had trapped whom.
✨ End of Chapter
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