Tolkien
To say that I'm calm as the freaking sea was the understatement of the century.
I was far from calm. I was like a hurricane. I think my heart was beating far from its normal pace.
Meeting a member of a Yakuza was one thing. And actually meeting the leader was another. Especially the father of the girl I was starting to fall for. And more importantly? His eyes were scrutinizing my every move. I'm pretty sure he could f*cking tell I was anxious.
"I'd like to thank you three for looking after my daughter," the Oyabun calmly said. Although he had a thick Asian accent, his English was perfect.
His sharp dark eyes lingered toward the twins. I actually thanked the gods when he finally looked away from me.
"I presume your mother acted like she didn't care about my daughter as well,"
