Yakuza Wife

The First Supper

Slowly, Sousuke lifted his gaze from the phone in his hand and looked up at me. His sharp yellow eyes swept over my appearance from head to toe without a hint of emotion, before a faint, unreadable smile slowly formed on his lips.

"Y-You...?!"

I stared at him in disbelief, gently clutching the silk gown over my full thigh. I never imagined that the man who had given me three days to decide would appear before me so soon.

Without saying a single word, Sousuke rose from the sofa. He walked toward me, then reached into the pocket of his suit, pulled out a black platinum card, and pressed it against the EDC payment terminal that Elodie had already prepared, never once taking his sharp eyes off me.

"Thank you very much for your visit and your generosity, Mr. Sousuke. It is an honor for L'Étoile De Beauté to serve your future bride."

Elodie bowed deeply with the utmost respect.

"Oh, Miss Reika truly looks like a goddess tonight, Sir! I hope the two of you have a wonderful evening!"

Judy waved with his usual flamboyant charm, throwing me a playful wink.

Sousuke did not respond to their words. He stopped directly in front of me, keeping both hands in his trouser pockets for a moment before finally extending one strong arm toward me, silently signaling for me to take it.

I stood frozen in place. Beneath the intimidating gaze of his yellow eyes, I realized I had no other choice. My body trembling slightly, I slowly placed my small hand on his arm.

"Dinner. I haven't had the chance to eat since this afternoon because I've been handling your paperwork."

Sousuke spoke in his deep voice as he immediately locked my arm securely against his.

"D-Dinner...?"

I murmured softly, walking awkwardly in the nine-centimeter heels I still wasn't used to wearing. I had no choice but to walk beside him, following Sousuke's arm around mine, feeling both protectively reassuring and firmly possessive.

"Yes, our first official dinner together. Consider it a small celebration before you give me your answer.”

Sousuke smiled faintly as he guided me out of the spa, leading me toward the elevator to the main lobby, where his black limousine was already waiting to take us to our dinner destination.

***

After leaving the spa, we walked together toward a private elevator that would take us down to the main lobby, where a luxurious limousine was already waiting.

"W-Where are we having dinner?"

I asked softly, breaking the silence inside the descending elevator.

"Ryōtei Shinonome in the Minato District. A hidden restaurant that serves only eight VIP guests each night. You don't need to worry. It's private, and the food will be gentle on your empty stomach.”

Sousuke answered calmly without taking his eyes off the elevator doors.

"Is it far?"

I asked again, trying to stand a little farther away in the corner of the elevator, even though our hands were still firmly linked.

"Not for my car. And stop moving away, Reika. This distance makes me uncomfortable."

With a cold tone and in one swift motion, Sousuke wrapped his strong arm around my waist and pulled me closer until my body was pressed against his broad chest.

"Kyahhh... L-Let go, we're in the elevator...!"

A muffled cry escaped my lips as I instinctively struggled against his firm hold around my slender waist, panic rising at the sight of the security camera mounted directly above us.

"So what if we're in an elevator? This entire building is under my supervision. Stay still, or I'll do far more than simply hold you."

Sousuke whispered in a deep voice beside my temple, instantly freezing me in place.

I could only let out a helpless whimper. My face burned bright red as the elevator doors opened and we walked across the main lobby. I had no choice but to become the center of everyone's attention, wrapped in the possessive embrace of Sousuke Hayama.

***

Everyone in the luxurious lobby came to a halt. The young Yakuza heir's possessive embrace around me immediately drew whispers from every corner of the lobby.

"My goodness, isn't that Sousuke Hayama? And look at the woman beside him... Her exotic beauty looks absolutely stunning in that gown. They make a perfect pair."

A middle-aged businessman whispered in admiration to his colleague as he adjusted his glasses.

"Wait, isn't that the young master of the Hayama Clan? That woman has some nerve getting close to him. Which family does she belong to?"

A young socialite murmured with a hint of jealousy, tightening her grip on the strap of her designer handbag.

"She looks like a top model. The way that gown complements her figure is simply exquisite..."

The building's lobby receptionist stared without blinking from behind the front desk until we disappeared through the glass doors.

Outside the lobby, a neatly dressed attendant was already waiting, promptly opening the door of a long black limousine for us.

I gave a small nod before stepping into the spacious and luxurious cabin first.

Sousuke entered after silently handing the attendant several generous bills as a tip. Once the limousine door closed, he took a seat directly across from me.

"I... I can't stay out too late. I have the morning shift at the spa tomorrow."

I spoke quickly, pressing myself against the opposite limousine door, trying to keep as much distance from him as possible on the long leather seat.

"A morning shift? Stop worrying about that insignificant job, Reika. Starting tonight, your time... and your entire life belong to me."

Sousuke smirked as he leaned back comfortably, pressed the automatic button to draw the limousine's window curtains shut, and fixed me with an unwavering gaze.