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Chapter 1
❗Before you start❗ I must warn you that the story will contain a lot of 'bad' language (swearing, cussing) and VERY detailed mature themes, dark stuff etc. If you want to keep your innocence, I suggest you skip this story right before you start, because no living god damn priest will be able to cleanse your soul! 💀🛐
But if you like this kind of stuff then go on and read! Here are some reserved tickets and a free ride to hell: 🎟️🎟️🎟️🚎
I have no idea where this story will lead exactly, so I might be more excited than any of you for the ending. I dunno if there will be anyone reading this either. 😶
And... English is not my first language, so I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes.
But....
Happy reading! ❤️
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(y/n)'s POV:
"No excuses! You do as I say!" my father almost yelled at me. "And you will marry that man when you will turn 18!" He trailed off. "For the sake of our family..." he caught my hands in his and gave it a light squeeze, looking down at me straight in my eyes.
Currently I am a 16 years old girl. A teenager. My family leads one of the biggest underground gangs in Japan. There are several other yakuza groups, but ours is the second if it comes to power and wealth. I grew up like this, knowing that my family is not as usual and simple as others.
And right now... A huge war between the two biggest yakuza groups is preparing, and my father just told me mere a minute ago that they came up with a solution.
A marriage.
A fucking forced marriage which I am part of and I can't even interfere in it. This is not fair...
I've seen a lot of movies about things like this when a woman is forced into an unwanted marriage for the sake of peace.
But why me?
"Please father..." I pleaded to my father, tears forming in the corner of my eyes.
I don't want this... I want a normal life, a normal marriage with someone I love... Not some random guy.
What if he's awful? What if he's ugly? What if he is a psychopath? What if he beats women? What if he doesn't finds me good enough for him?
Tons of questions clouded my mind.
Who wouldn't worry in a situation like this? Or who wouldn't be afraid? Right...?
My father gently hugged me around my body. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry (y/n)... I know you don't deserve this, but we had to find a solution, and the leader has a male around your age in his group who he loves like his own son." My tears left my eyes and ran down my face. The salty taste of it reached my tongue when I opened my mouth to inhale a shaky breath.
"If we didn't agree to this, he would blew a war and probably kill every one of us, since his group is stronger than ours." My father tightened his grip on me "I don't want to lose you..."
I pushed him away and ran back to my room, leaving him alone in his thoughts.
As I ran, more tears escaped my eyes. How could he do this to me?
I shut my door with a loud thud and jumped on my bed, hugging and crying onto my pillow.
This is not fair! Why can't I have a normal life like other girls? I've been locked away inside here all my life. I had private teachers and all that shit. I never had the chance to meet new people and make friends, hang out or party. Nothing...
The only thing that is making me happy is my little pet. He's a fluffy white cat and his name is Marshmallow. I got him 4 years ago. He is always there for me and sleeps next to my leg on my bed. Cute right?
Marshmallow is a kind and friendly cat. He purrs a lot whenever I caress his soft, long and fluffy fur. If anyone else tries to approach him, he runs away or becomes aggressive, but not with me. I guess he only likes me. He is my only happiness in my life...
Crying my feelings out I felt his tiny paws on my back, signaling me that he is there for me. He's so clever...
I turned on my back, then sat up and hugged him. He dug his head in my chest.
"Marshmallow... Why me?" I sobbed. "Why do I have to deal with this? There's not even a choice for me."
"Meow" he said, instantly making me curl the corner of my mouth into a small smile.
"If only I was a cat like you. My only problem would be eating and sleeping"
"Meow meow"
"I love you so much Marshmallow..." I hugged him and ran my fingers through his soft fur soothingly.
Call me crazy but we are talking a lot with each other. Sometimes I feel like he understands what I say. I'd do anything to have a quirk to understand him, but unfortunately it's nothing like that...
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A week later the day has come to visit that other yakuza group and my future husband. Me, my father and two bodyguards were inside our car, and we were on our way there.
"(Y/n), are you ready?" He asked me when the car halted to a stop in front of the group's front gate. This place was a traditional japanese home, just like ours. Best way to melt in.
I was looking down at my lap and played with my bracelet on my wrist which I inherited from my mother.
In case you wondered... She died when I was born. The doctors told her that only one of us can be saved. And she chose me...
So this means I never got to know her. As I saw on photos we were very similar. (H/l) (h/c) and (e/c). And she was beautiful. If only I could meet her...
"Yes..." I whispered to my father as a reply. I have to compose myself and fight back tears. I wore a nice dress and put on some natural makeup on my face.
Why do I try to make a great first impression? I'm not even interested in that guy...
One of the bodyguards opened the car's door for me to get out. I sighed and got out of the car. Walking to the entrance a maid greeted us and escorted us to a room, telling us to wait there while she let's the leader know that we arrived.
I'm already sick of this whole thing...
"Ah, Mr (l/n)! Pleasure to meet you again." an old looking man greeted him with a smile on his face.
"It's my pleasure. She's my daughter I was talking about. (L/n) (f/n)." I bowed to him to show respect towards him.
"Welcome to the Shie Hassaikai, miss (l/n)." I looked back at him and nodded, not saying a word. "Or should I say Mrs Chisaki?" he laughed.
Ha... Ha.. ha.. what a funny joke you came up with old man... but for me this is not fucking funny!
My father on the other hand laughed with him. Jesus... I am surrounded with idiots...
The old man sat down in front of us, and the maid from earlier poured tea for all of us and left after she bowed.
"So..." the old man spoke up, taking a sipnfrom his cup "As I can recall she's 16 now isn't she?"
"She turned 17 two days ago to be exact." My father replied. I was looking down at my lap all the while.
"That means only a year left until the marriage takes place, right?"
Yea... Only 1 year and I will marry a guy I haven't met yet or got to know anything about him. Every girl's dream to have a forced marriage...
I hope you caught my sarcasm at what I said...
"Where's your son?"
"He will be here in any-"
Then I heard the sliding door open. All three of us looked up.
"Sorry for being late Boss." he said. He will be my husband?
He was slim and tall, but rather muscular to his figure. He had auburn hair, wore a black shirt with a pale white tie around his neck, and his pants were black as well. He also wore white gloves on his hands and a black mask which covered most of his face.
As he approached us and sat down in front of me and my father, I noticed that he had long eyelashes and his eyes were gold. I can't see his face properly because of the black fabric which covers it, but he is handsome I can tell.
At least he is not ugly...
Why the hell is he wearing gloves and a mask anyway? Is he a doctor or something?
"Kai, this is (l/n)." The old man referred to my father. "He is the leader of that other yakuza group I was telling you about." the golden eyed guy nodded.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr (l/n)." His voice is deep and calm I can tell.
"It's my pleasure... Chisaki." my father greeted him back.
Then the guy looked straight at me. My heart is thumping rapidly. I'm afraid and excited at the same time. His eyes are piercing through me. I feel so small and vulnerable under his gaze.
"And she is (l/n) (f/n). Your soon to be wife." he studied my features. I've never felt as nervous before in my life as right now.
"..." he didn't say anything.
"Nice to meet-" I started to say but he cut me off.
"No one asked you." my soon to be husband said, making my eyes widen in shock.
Excuse me, what?
When I looked at him for the first time I thought he is not that bad at all... But these four words turned my opinion about him upside down.
"Wh-"
He cut me off again. "Why are you talking to me without permission?"
The fuck is wrong with this guy?
The tension between us made the air thick around us. I gripped onto the hem of my dress out of frustration. I wanted to send him to hell for being this rude with me, but I had to hold back because of my father and our group.
And he is the guy I have to marry? No thank you! Who does he think he is? Who the fuck is he to shut me up? I only wanted to greet him politely and he acts like this?! Fuck all of this shit! I don't care what my father will say but I can't stay here any longer...
I gritted my teeth and stood up.
"Excuse me.." I said and I turned on my heels but couldn't even make my first step, because my father caught my wrist.
"Sit back, (y/n)." he said in a low voice. I counted to three in my mind to calm down, then sighed and sat back to my seat.
"Behave and apologize." My father leaned closer to me and growled.
Behave??? Apologize??? What the actual fuck? That Chisaki guy was the one being rude to me! How else should I react to this shit? On whose side are you exactly father???
"I apologize for my behaviour from earlier." I bowed down.
God... Someone please kill me! Sometimes I wish I was never born...
The two leaders continued their conversation and talked about business shit which I don't care about the slightest.
Every once in a while I stole a glance at Chisaki. Whenever our gazes met he glared daggers at me and I looked away. Why is he like that? Like I am responsible for all of this marriage. I understand that he is not happy about it, but I am too not happy about it myself.
I hate this guy...
What a 'happy' marriage we will have. So fucking promising when we literally hate each other...
After a few rounds of sake that my father and the old man drank and like 2 hours of talking we were finally leaving this place.
Sitting inside the car my father spoke up to me. "Your future husband is handsome isn't he?"
"And fucking rude..."
"Behave (y/n) and wash your mouth! Where did you learn that behaviour? You have to change your attitude till the marriage takes place, and be a good wife for Chisaki."
Ridiciluous...
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End of Chapter 1
-Hungarian Shinobi