The Yakuza’s Mute Bride novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Cold struck me first.

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Not a gentle chill, not the quiet cold of morning air slipping through a window, but a violent shock that tore me from unconsciousness like a blade dragged across skin. Water drenched my body in an instant, soaking through fabric, hair, and bone, stealing my breath and forcing a sharp gasp from my ches

I jolted upright with a strangled sound, shivering uncontrollably as the icy liquid pooled beneath me and soaked into the

floor.

My vision swam as I blinked rapidly, trying to orient myself, my heart pounding so violently that it drowned out every other sound for a moment. The room came into focus slowly-stone walls, bare, cold, without decoration, a single hanging light casting harsh illumination that offered no comfort, only exposure.

Then I realized.

I was almost naked.

A thin, white dress clung to my body, soaked and translucent, leaving nothing to the imagination. The fabric was unfamiliar, foreign, and far too light, clinging to me in a way that made my skin crawl. My hands flew instinctively to cover myself, fingers trembling as humiliation and terror crashed over me at once.

“No…” I whispered hoarsely, my voice barely there, fractured and raw. “Please…”

This could not be real.

This had to be a nightmare born of fear and exhaustion, a twisted illusion my mind had created to punish me for weakness.

But the cold was real.

The dampness was real.

The ache in my muscles was real.

The sound of a lock turning shattered what little hope remained

Click.

The door opened slowly, deliberately, as though whoever stood Behind it wanted me to feel every second of anticipation.

Two men stepped inside.

One of them I recognized immediately.

Sato.

The man who had once poured tea with steady hands, who had spoken my name with familiarity, who had watched over Shun-sama’s household with an air of dignity and loyalty. Now his face was stripped bare of all pretenses, his expression hard, eyes sharp with something ugly and resentful.

Beside him stood a man I had never seen before.

He was taller, broader, his presence filling the doorway with an unsettling confidence. His skin was dark, his posture relaxed in a way that suggested control, and his eyes moved over me slowly, deliberately, without shame or restraint.

I felt sick.

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“This is the woman I told you about,” Sato said calmly, as though presenting an object rather than a human being.

My stomach twisted violently.

The man’s lips curled into a slow, satisfied smile.

“So this is her,” he said in accented Japanese, his voice low and tick with amusement. His gaze lingered on me far too long “King Shaka will be pleased.”

My breath caught painfully in my chest.

No.

No, please.

The man stepped closer, his boots echoing against the stone flock, each step a countdown I could not escape,

“Virgin?” he asked casually, glancing at Sato as though discussing livestock.

The words struck me like a slap.

Sato sighed, almost bored. “That is difficult to guarantee these days,” he replied dismissively. “But she was kept close. Protected. Untouched, as far as I know.”

Protected.

The word made my chest ache.

If only that were still true.

“Oh well,” the man said with a shrug, his smile widening. “I can wait my turn. After King Shaka is finished, I will enjoy her myself.”

I felt bile rise in my throat.

This was not conversation.

This was not negotiation.

This was a transaction.

I was being discussed as though I were already lost.

The man reached out suddenly, his fingers gripping my chin roughly, forcing my face upward. I gasped, instinctively trying to pull away, my hands pushing weakly against his wrist.

He was far stronger.

“Soft,” he murmured, leaning closer, inhaling as though I were something to be consumed. “Very soft.”

Something inside me snapped.

Before I could stop myself, before fear could silence me completely, I spat in his face.

The reaction was immediate.

Pain exploded across my cheek as his hand struck me with brutal force, the sound echoing sharply in the small room. I cried out involuntarily as I fell back, my body hitting the cold floor had, breath knocked from my lungs.

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“Damn it!” he snarled, wiping his face angrily. “You little-”

“Enough,” Sato interrupted coolly. “Do not damage the goods.”

Goods.

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I curled inward instinctively, arms wrapping around myself as tears burned my eyes, my body shaking uncontrollably from cold, pain, and fear.

“She has spirit,” the man said with a dark laugh. “That will make more entertaining.”

Sato merely nodded. “The shipment leaves in three days,” he said calmly. “We must keep her hidden until then.”

Three days.

The number echoed endlessly in my mind.

Three days trapped here.

Three days of waiting.

Three days of terror.

“Can I play with her while we wait?” the man asked casually.

My heart dropped.

Sato laughed, a sound devoid of warmth. “Behave yourself,” he said. “You will have plenty of time later.”

Later.

The word carried a promise I did not want to understand.

They turned away then, already losing interest, already done with me for now. The door closed behind them with another sharp click, the lock sliding into place with a finality that crushed what little air remained in my lungs.

Silence fell.

Heavy.

Oppressive.

I lay there for a long moment, my body refusing to move, my mind reeling as reality settled in fully.

Sold.

They were going to sell me.

The realization crushed me more thoroughly than any physical blow ever could.

Tears slipped silently down my temples, soaking into the floor beneath me as my chest rose and fell in shallow. painful breaths. I pressed my lips together tightly to keep from sobbing loud, afraid that any sound might draw them back sooner.

I was alone.

Truly alone.

My thoughts spiraled wildly, fear gnawing at the edges of my sanity.

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