Yohan drove straight to the loan shark’s office. He needed to hand over what he’d gathered so they could verify it.
"I tried my best, but I couldn’t get anything useful out of Roman — only stuff about the girl and that ledger," he murmured as he stepped inside.
"We did so digging while you were gone," the man behind the desk said, sliding a folder across. "We found a little about the girl."
"You did? That’s great." Yohan leaned forward, hopeful.
"Not much," the man admitted. "Hatoru’s careful. He changed the na she used to apply for college so she’s practically untraceable."
Yohan frowned. The folder opened with a soft rustle. "Even the pictures I managed to grab are from before school," the man continued, pulling out a handful of photos and pushing them toward Yohan. "My people say she looks very different now."
"Wait..." Yohan studied the pictures for more than a few seconds. It took a while because the girl in the photo had a different hair color and was younger.
But after a mont, his suspicions grew. "This person looks a lot like the girl from earlier."
They were almost identical — which ant the girl he’d seen with Freddie could actually be Izumi.
"What, you’ve seen her before?" the loan shark asked eagerly, leaning forward.
Yohan was about to answer, but then he paused and considered.
"Why are you interested in the girl?" he asked.
"So that we can take Hatoru down, of course."
"But what does the girl have to do with that? You don’t plan on doing anything to her, right?"
"Listen, kid, I plan on doing what I have to do."
"What’s that supposed to an?" Yohan’s frowned.
"Hatoru knows we were involved in taking down his guy Roman. That ans we’re officially at war with him. His people will start coming after and my n real soon. So it’s not only about you anymore. Capturing the girl would give us leverage. If we try to fight him head on we’ll be fucked"
"Hatoru is a dangerous man — willing to use every leverage he can to get what he wants. He’ll threaten your family and the people you love. That kind of person shouldn’t be treated with consideration."
"But that still doesn’t answer what you plan to do to the girl. If you think I’m going to let you kidnap an innocent girl, then you must be mistaken."
The Loanshark sighed, "I was going to suggest sothing like that, but if my employer says it’s off the table, then it is... you know, it’ll be easier if you do things my way. There’s a reason I’ve made it this far in this line of business."
"Thanks for the advice, but that’s not my style. And from now on, try not to make a move concerning this matter without running it by ."
"I won’t forgive you if you get innocent blood on my hands... is that clear?" he shot him a glare.
"Sure thing... boss" he said with obvious sarcasm.
Yohan left the place shortly after. By now it was already evening and the sun was starting to set.
He checked his ti, and rushed to his car "Shit I’m going to be late,"
He drove down to the massage parlor. He was expecting the place to be closed but it seed like there was soone still there.
When he entered, he saw Mia sitting there, waiting.
"Mia? What are you still doing here? I thought you’d have gone ho by now."
She got to her feet the mont he stepped in. "Yohan, I’ve been waiting for you," she said quietly.
"Waiting for ? Why?" he asked, a little surprised.
"You told you’d co see in the morning."
"I said that?" He paused, rubbing the back of his neck. "It must’ve slipped my mind. I’m sorry."
"I understand," she replied softly, eyes dropping to the floor. The look on her face said she had sothing else she wanted to say—but couldn’t bring herself to.
They stood there in silence for several seconds before Yohan finally spoke.
"Well, I actually ca by because I’m expecting a client, so... we can continue talking tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Mia repeated, a flicker of panic crossing her face. She hesitated, her voice softer. "I don’t want to wait until tomorrow."
"What?" Yohan blinked, confused.
"I’ve been struggling so hard since last night," she raised her skirt up, revealing her pussy completely drenched in her wetness.
"Mia..." Yohan mumbled.
They were in the reception area with the front door unlocked so anyone could step in at any mont but she didn’t care.
"I didn’t touch myself, even though I couldn’t stop thinking about your big fat cock all night," she ca closer to him, like she was expecting so type of applause.
"You say that like it’s a big deal. I only said you shouldn’t touch yourself so you don’t turn into an addict, but that’s exactly what you are sounding like right now," he teased with a chuckle.
He grabbed her by her neck and pinned her against the counter, his other hand went in-between her legs. His fingers digging into the soft flesh of her pussy.
"Do you want to put my cock inside of here?" his finger rested on the mouth of her dripping pussy, imdiately covered by her wetness.
"Nng... yes master..." she whimpered.
"Maybe you should have thought of that before you disobeyed my instruction," he began moving his fingers rapidly.
"Aaahckk~~ I’m sorry," she cried out with tears of pleasure falling from her eyes.
"You said you want to wait for your boyfriend but did you imagine what life would be like without my cock,"
"No... hnnng... I didn’t think of that... haaa... please forgive ..." she squird as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
’oh my god... I’m going insane just from his fingers...’
Water leaking from her pussy continued to increase while her moans got louder. She was getting really close to cumming before Yohan suddenly stopped,
"I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson just yet,"
"Ahh... I have, I promise. I’ll leave that house right now and go anywhere you want..." her breathless whimpers plus her teary eyes made her look even more slutty and hot.
Yohan was enjoying the sight of her suffering that he didn’t want to end it just yet.
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