Chapter 29
Augusto
After the sparring session with Ryo, we’re both warmed up for action. As we drive toward the mansion where Tanaka lives, I’m ready to put an end to him so I can return to the States.
Before getting married, I never thought of taking time off. I lived for the rush and making money. But now that Yuki is in my live, I can’t wait for the vacation.
I’ll probably spend the first week in bed with her before taking her away for a long weekend.
“Stop daydreaming about your wife,” Lorenzo mutters.
“You’re one to talk.” I shoot him a scowl. “Don’t think I don’t notice all the texts you’re sending Bianca.”
He shrugs, a broad smile pulling at his mouth. “She gets pissed off if I don’t reply to her immediately.”
Laughing, I shake my head. “My sister has always been like that.”
As the motor brigade of nine cars comes to a screeching stop outside the mansion, I see Ryo already scaling the wall to incapacitate the guards so he can open the gate for us.
“Do you think he has what it takes?” Lorenzo asks.
“Yes. He’s tough and angry. It will carry him through the first couple of years.
When the gate rolls open, we drive onto the grounds before jumping out of the vehicles.
Gunfire erupts, and keeping my arms up and my finger on the trigger of my weapon, I constantly glance around me as we jog toward the front door.
While a group of my men deals with the guards in the front yard, the rest surround me as we enter the mansion before we all split up to search for our targets.
Ryo catches up to me, and noticing the bloody streak on his bicep, I say, “Try not to get yourself killed and stay at my side.”
The last thing I need right now is for him to die. Yuki and I are in a good place, and I want to keep it that way.
When we approach a lounge with open doors leading to a veranda, naked women scatter while the men they were fucking scramble for their weapons.
One grabs a lamp from a side table and storms us, and while Ryo moves forward to fight him, I focus on another who’s making a run for the door.
Pulling the trigger, I shoot the fucker in his ass, my men making quick work of the rest.
Ryo beats the guard with the lamp until I shout, “Ryo, we’re on the move.”
My brother-in-law gets up and bringing the fucked-up lamp with him, his expression is vicious.
We search through the rest of the mansion and finally find our targets in a room that’s filled with steam. Seeing Tanaka and Kano with towels wrapped around them as they sit on the side of a sunken hot tub, I ask, “Doesn’t anyone in this house wear clothes?”
Tanaka remains sitting with his legs dangling in the water while Kano gets up.
With surprise tightening his features, Tanaka demands, “What’s the meaning of this, Vitale?” Then his eyes lock on his son, and shock shudders through him. “Ryo?”
“On my wedding day, my bride almost died because you starved her. Not only did you insult me by sending Yuki to me in such a condition that she had to spend three weeks in bed to heal,” I walk closer to the tub, waving some of the steam out of my face, “but imagine how fucking pissed off I was when my lovely wife told me about all the other shit you did to her.” I gesture with my gun at Ryo.
“Oh, and he hates you. Yuki asked me to help Ryo, and I can’t deny her a single thing, so here I am. ”
When Ryo moves closer to Tanaka, Kano charges him, but I react fast, shooting the asshole in the leg so he doesn’t make it to Ryo.
As the guard dog goes down, Ryo jumps over him to get to Tanaka, who’s finally climbing to his feet.
“Lorenzo, have Kano taken to the SUV,” I order, watching as son and father slam into each other.
While Lorenzo gets men to remove Kano from the room, I start cheering Ryo on.
“Nice uppercut. Go for his nuts. Oooh ouch.” I watch as Tananka grabs his injured cock as he sinks to his knees.
I crouch by the tub and dip my finger into the water.
“Nice and warm.” My eyes flick to Tanaka, who’s trying to breathe through the pain from Ryo crushing his nuts with his knee. “You should’ve been a better father.”
Ryo kicks his father into the water and jumps in after him.
My eyes remain locked on Tanaka’s face as his son forces his head under the water, and when I see the previous head of the Yakuza take big gulps of water, the corner of my mouth lifts.
Water splashes wildly as he fights Ryo, and I’m surprised when he lasts a couple of minutes before his body begins to jerk as he inhales more and more water.
Ryo lets out a brutal growl as he yanks his father up, and as Tanaka coughs up water, he snaps his father’s neck.
I’m filled with immense satisfaction watching Tanaka die, knowing he can never hurt Yuki again.
Ryo steps away from the body, and as it floats in the hot water, I say, “Not bad. Was it as good for you as it was for me?”
My brother-in-law lets out a burst of laughter as he climbs out of the hot tub. “It was everything I had hoped it would be.”
“I’m happy for you.” I rise to my feet and walk to the doorway. “Let’s see if there are any men left who are willing to follow you.”
“You’re going to move into the mansion?” I ask Ryo, surprised he doesn’t want to sell the place and start over fresh.
“Yes,” he replies as he rights an overturned table. “It’s my birthright, and I deserve it.”
I raise my eyebrow at him. “What happened to not finding happiness in material things?”
“I’ll get rid of half the shit.” He glances around the living room.
He picks up the remote and accidentally switches on the TV.
‘…until your husband orgasms,’ Yutaro’s voice sounds up. ‘Now suck the shaft into your mouth.’
My blood chills in my veins when I see Yuki sitting at a table with a fucking dildo in her hands.
‘What?’ my wife gasps, her features torn with shame.
Yutaro comes into view and slaps her against the head. ‘Do as you’re told!’
When she sucks the fucking dildo into her mouth, deadly rage moves through my body and nausea rolls in my stomach.
“Enough!” I roar as I grab the remote from Ryo, switching the TV off.
As the shock of seeing Yuki starved and humiliated shudders through us, our eyes meet.
He shakes his head slowly. “I know you said Yutaro is yours, but…” he gasps as lines of pain cut grooves into his face. “Fuck.”
Turning my head, I look at Lorenzo. “Bring Kano to me.”
He jogs out of the living room, and for a moment, Ryo and I don’t speak. Unable to stomach what I just saw, I rush out onto the veranda and puke.
Jesus.
That shit will forever be burned into my mind.
Yuki.
My fucking soul cries for the hell she went through. Knowing she suffered and seeing it are two different beasts.
When my stomach calms, I straighten up. Ryo pushes a glass of clear liquid into my hand, and when I drink it, the strong alcohol burns the bile from my throat.
“I should’ve taken her sooner,” I say, my voice hoarse.
He places his hand on my shoulder. “Thank you for saving my sister when I couldn’t.”
“Not soon enough,” I snap. “Fuck.”
“She would’ve suffered a much worse fate if it weren’t for you, Augusto. For that and for your help tonight, I’m forever in your debt.”
Our eyes lock, and I hate that it’s taken Yuki’s suffering to breach the gap between Ryo and me, but I know after tonight, Ryo and I will always have each other’s backs.
When Lorenzo hauls Kano’s ass out onto the veranda, I order, “Bring the remaining men. Let them see what will happen to them if they don’t kneel to Ryo.”
I’ve heard the legendary way Uncle Renzo killed his enemies, and tonight I think it will be a fitting death for this fucker who dared to abuse my wife.
I pull the K-Bar knife from the holster around my thigh, and as the men begin to form a circle around us, I look at Ryo. “You have five minutes with him. Just don’t kill the bastard.”
My brother-in-law lunges for Kano, and as the men begin to fight, I walk around the circle while my fingers clench on the handle of my knife.
“You have one of two choices, I tell the remaining men of the Yakuza, “Ryo Tanaka is now your leader. The Cosa Nostra stands behind him, and if anyone attacks him or tries to kill him, I will retaliate.”
I make eye contact with some of the men while Ryo and Kano grunt behind me, the blows of their fists loud in the air.
“Time’s up,” Lorenzo calls out.
I turn around, and as Ryo steps back, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths, I swipe Kano’s feet from under him. He’s too exhausted to catch himself and slams down hard on the tiles.
I press my knee into his groin, and as he lets out a shout, I say, “I’ve heard you don’t feel pain. Seems it’s nothing more than a lie.” I grind my knee into his dick, then plunge the knife into his gut.
The breath leaves Kano in a whoosh, and his eyes grow even wider as he realizes this is the moment he dies.
Bending over him, I look at his face that’s filled with fear and pain.
“This is for Yuki. No matter how fucking hard you tried.” I hack the blade through his stomach and abdomen while gritting out through clenched teeth, “You. Couldn’t.
Break. Her.” I shove my hand into his body and grab a fistful of organs, and as I yank them from his gut, I watch him begin to convulse as he goes into shock.
Damn, I now understand why Uncle Renzo loves this particular method of killing. It’s very satisfying.
Climbing to my feet, I shake the shit and blood off my hand and shout, “Who swears loyalty to Ryo Tanaka?”
And who do I get to gut like a fish?
One after the other, the men bow their heads, but then three make a run for it. Not hesitating, I throw my knife and hit one of the fuckers in the back of his neck.
He falls to his hands and knees as he chokes on the blade that went right through. Ryo grabs a gun from one of my men and opens fire on the other two fuckers, mowing them down on the lawn, then he turns to the remaining men, “Would anyone else like to leave?”
They all shake their heads.
I walk to Lorenzo’s side, giving Ryo the floor.
“This is a new start for the Yakuza,” he says to his men. “I’ve already secured a deal with the Cosa Nostra. We’ll transport weapons and counterfeit notes for them. It’s good money.”
Just to make sure none of the fuckers turn their back on Ryo, I say, “There’s also a twenty thousand dollars bonus for every man standing here tonight. Your loyalty will always be rewarded.”
That gets their attention, and smiles break out over their faces.
“Money always does the trick,” Lorenzo whispers to me.
The Yakuza members begin to chant in Japanese, and when Ryo smiles, I figure it’s something good. Walking into the house, I find the flash drive plugged into the TV, and dropping it on the floor, I crush it beneath the heel of my boot.
My eyes land on the liquor cabinet, and while I pour myself another drink, I watch as Ryo talks to his men.
“Now we just need to tie up all the loose ends, get rid of the bodies, and deal with the police, then we can head home,” I tell Lorenzo.
“Back to work,” he shouts at the men, and I chuckle as he barks out orders, clearly in a hurry to get back to Bianca.