Owned: An AMBW Yakuza Romance (The Year Of The Snake Collection) by Imani Jay

Author:Imani Jay [Jay, Imani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2025-02-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

MARYAM

I cross my arms, standing firm, ignoring the way Riku looks completely at home in my apartment.

“I have things to do today,” I announce.

He lifts a brow, unimpressed. “And?”

I exhale sharply. “And I’m not spending the entire weekend locked away in your house, being…” I wave a hand at his freaking mouthwatering self. “Manhandled.”

His lips twitch. “You didn’t seem to mind last night… or this morning.”

I feel my face heat, but I keep my stance. “I have errands to run: groceries, laundry… Things that don’t involve you.” I tilt my head. “You can go now.”

He just… stares. Raising that irritating, thick, inky, perfect brow again. Then he stands. Slowly, deliberately.

I resist the urge to step back. Barely.

“I’ll drive you,” he finally says, completely unfazed.

This man makes me lose my ability to form complete sentences.

“You have errands,” he shrugs, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “I’ll come with you.”

“No,” I try to stand my ground.

“Yes.”

I throw my hands up. “Riku, you’re a—” I lower my voice like someone can hear me. “A Yakuza enforcer.” I gesture again. “You don’t run errands.”

His expression doesn’t change. “Guess I do now.”

Oh My God. He’s serious.

I let out a frustrated groan, muttering curses under my breath as I turn to my closet. Clearly, this man is not leaving.

* * *

RIKU

Maryam thinks I’m letting her out of my sight? Not happening.

I watch as she huffs around her bedroom, pulling on clothes, still muttering to herself.

She’s annoyed.

But not really. Because, for all her protests, she’s not kicking me out.

When she reemerges, dressed in leggings and an oversized sweater, I take my time looking her over.

She narrows her eyes. “If you make one comment about my outfit—”

I smile. “I like it.”

She scoffs, grabbing her purse. “Come on, then, stalker.”

I let her walk ahead, but the second we step outside, I reach out, grab her hand, and lace our fingers together. She freezes, but I pretend not to notice. “Where to first?”

She exhales, defeated. “I need to get fruits.”

I nod, like this is a very serious task. “Let’s go, then.”

* * *

MARYAM

I cannot believe this is my life. Riku Watanabe—brooding, dangerous, over-the-top alpha male — is currently pushing a shopping cart through my local grocery store. Like it’s perfectly normal. Like he does this all the time. Like he’s not a literal Yakuza boss.

I pinch the bridge of my nose. “You know you don’t have to do all this, right?”

His brow lifts. “Why?”

“Because,” is all I got…

He cocks an eyebrow. I stare at him. He stares back. And that’s when I know. I’m not getting rid of this man.

I purposefully put my hair up in a messy bun. I’m wearing plain black yoga pants, my old college hoodie, no makeup. And the man is still looking at me like he wants to pull me into a corner and have his wicked way with me…

* * *

RIKU

Maryam is grumbling under her breath, throwing things into the cart like she’s punishing them. I just watch, amused. She’s trying so hard to pretend she doesn’t like this.

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