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In love with yakuza loverz

Rated mature for mental illness, sexual content, addiction, language When Tammy meets on imvu a simple minded but charming man of her age 32 if ends falling love with him. Toshiro tells Tammy that he is a yakuza boss but not looking for citizenship in Canada but true love. He wants to take her to Japan where he would love her even though he wealth yet has the iq of 75. He get talking about his friend akia who was in love with him and was in his crime family. Akia was one of karate students whom he fell in love but he disappeared. When akia decide to resurface in the Kyoto in the opposing family, he thinks that he can't have Tammy or his original lover. Tammy decided she can try to a three way relationship with the two lovers and they find that the this kind of love his is the best way to love two other people. But to the have to keep a secret. She soon finds out the two she is with are just as mentally unstable as she is. Will their love last

Kitten_Mitsubishii · Urban
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Love at first sight

When I met Toshiro it was love at first sight. He had a cute little moustache that and his hair was across from punch perm and Bruce Lee cut. He had a deep scar on the right side of his face, He said that he only wore traditional Japanese folk attire and was a simple minded man. As we got to talking on IMVU we ended up finding out we had things in common like D ID and PTSD only I had autism and he had schizophrenia. He was a real love bug. I love him very much. I was in Canada at the time and I was having problems of my own with drama and he was in Japan and I found out he was a yakuza boss. That was when we were making love on IMVU Where are you match most of the time he confessed his love for me and said that he wanted to marry me on IMVU even though it was not legally binding. I told him yes I was suspicious at first and he was going to go to Canada and get a citizenship but he said he wasn't interested in Canada he was interested in me and me alone. He had ideas for our relationship he was going to give me a traditional Japanese tattoo as he was also A traditional Japanese tattooist.

He kept saying that he wanted to make love to me while he made that tattoo on my body kissing my neck as he went along. I told him that I already had enough tattoos as it is. But he ended up saying that he wanted to put a Picture of a samurai sword down my back so he can at least run his mouth along it when we made love. He wasn't though The brightest bulb on the Christmas tree but he was charming and cute and very harmless and very beautiful soul. I ended up falling for him more than Anyone else in my life I too wanted to marry him right away. But it was just talk at this moment I had to tell my mom that I fell in love with someone. It was gonna be hard to tell her because she was going to be upset or not I didn't know I had so many bad relationships in the past it's ridiculous so I tried to tell her tactfully that I was in a relationship. days later She outed Toshirō by saying is he with the yakuza and I ended up having to say yes, I could not deny what are you doing for a living Nor could I deny the right of information to my mother. I couldn't deny anything but I did tell her there is that he was very harmless and very more or less like what he calls me a kitten. I told her That he had an IQ of 75 but I didn't care for intelligence just as long as I loved him. She agreed with me and said I was at least happy that's what mattered.

We continued her IMVU love affair for quite some time and I want nothing more to be in Japan to be with him he was my everything and still is so I ended up going to Japan to find him one time and run away from my problems and drama of my life as I've had drama all my life. I was in a group home because of Covid and PTSD and also because of the fact that my mother was talking to an extremist Muslim on Facebook which caused a lot of strife in there our family so I wanted to get the fuck out of Canada as soon as possible once the pandemic died down I hopped on the first plane to Japan and try to find my true love. I knew he was a yakuza boss I knew he was very wealthy not that I cared for his money and that he was also an artist. One thing I did not know was that his name was knives in the martial arts world he was also a martial artist. He did teach karate and tae kwon do in kung fu as he was in those arts since he was a young kid. His mother was very abusive do I am no different from my mother who was at the time of use of when Talking to the extremist she was very abusive than. And I want it out.

When my mother found out that I was no longer in Canada she wised up even more so than usual because she had lost her daughter to a Japanese mobster who wanted nothing more to love her. Toshirō was a loving man who had a very gentle touch and I begged for his thoughts every time we made love. I want nothing more to be with him and to satisfy him and let him as well as love him as well. He told me how we got PTSD and DID dissociative identity disorder which is more or less called multiple personalities or split personalities he said his mother was a female yakuza who forced him into the yeah Cusa I don't know we age and threaten him constantly with the katana the samurai sword and cutting off his fingers at a small age he was crying when he said that he hated his own mother he never knew his father except for the heritage of his father which was Bhutani and white and Tibetan. He said he was a Tibetan Buddhist and a very loving soul. He practised tantra and wanted me to be loved as much as he wanted to be loved back. I want nothing more than to be with him. He wanted to teach me his martial arts you want to teach me how to do tattoos and he want me to be his wife legally binding which I didn't mind in the least. He said he always want to marry me under the cherry blossoms and then make love to me under them.

He always wore the traditional Japanese clothing for men which was a blazer and a kimono he look very cute and handsome. I wanted to be with him but I couldn't be traditional as I was punk but he accepted me anyways. The passion was still there no matter what happened we were still in love. We made love every night especially during a full moon he loved being buried in the fall moonlight as he made love to me. All those times we made love he was a very gentle lover and very tender to me we spent most of our time listening to Japanese old music like from the pre-war era to the 50s And just make love and talk and be in each others arms. If anyone was there for you yakuza it would be him he was the true yakuza.