The Yakuza’s Mute Bride novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Chapter 60

“Naomi Hunter marry me and let me change your last name into Masayoshi.”

My eyes widened.

Not because I misunderstood him.

Not because I thought he was teasing

But because Tadashi Masayoshi was not a man who joked- especially not about something as serious as this. He had never joked in the entire time I had known him. Every word he spoke carved itself into the world with intention.

So when he said marry me, he meant it with all the weight of his life.

He shifted suddenly, moving to the bedside table with a purpose that made my heartbeat thunder in my chest. When he opened the drawer, he reached inside without hesitation and retrieved a small velvet box

And he did it while still entirely, shamelessly naked.

My breath hitched at the sight of his bare back, the elegant lines of muscle shifting beneath warm skin, the curve of his hips, the sculpted shape of him that no clothing could ever truly hide.

He had no idea what just seeing him like that did to my thoughts.

How was I supposed to think properly when my fiancé-to-be looked like sin sculpted by devotion?

He returned to the bed and sat in front of me, opening the small velvet box with a steady hand

Inside was a ring

Not simple. Not overdone. But breathtaking.

A thin band of platinum formed a clean elegant circle. lined with diamonds so small and precise they resembled a trail of starlight. At the center sat a single emerald-deep green, clear as water, glowing even in the gentle morning light.

The gem was carved in a perfect oval, bordered by a halo of white diamonds that made it shimmer like something alive.

It wasn’t a flashy ring. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t meant for show.

It was timeless. It was precious.

It was me.

My breath trembled as I reached out, fingertips grazing the cool metal.

“You chose this?” I whispered.

“Of course I did,” he murmured softly. “The emerald reminded me of your eyes the first night I saw you in the garden in Kyoto

A small gasp escaped me. That night. I had never known he noticed my eyes at all.

He took my hand gently reverently- and slid the ring onto my finger with a care that made my heart ache. His eyes never left mine, dark and intense and terrified.

“Naomi,” he whispered, voice trembling, “will you marry me?”

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My throat closed. My breath shattered. Tears spilled from my eyes before I even realized I was crying.

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He froze when he saw my tears… Tadashi the man who could kill without blinking, who could face a room of armed men alone, who could burn a clan to the ground without remorse – looked suddenly fragile.

He looked afraid.

Like he thought the tears meant no.

What an idiot… Did he think I could truly say no to him? Never.

I surged forward, cupping his face in both hands, pulling him into a kiss that said everything my voice could not. My lips trembled against his, desperate and sure and full of every emotion he had carved into my heart.

When I pulled back, our breaths mingling, I whispered against his lips: “Yes.”

He inhaled sharply… A sound left him – half a breath, half a broken laugh- full of relief so intense it almost hurt.

And then he kissed me.

Not softly. Not cautiously. But with a depth and force that stole every sense from my body, as if the promise I had given him had snapped the last restraint he carried inside.

He kissed me like a man starved. Like a man reborn. Like a man who had just been handed the one future he had never dared to imagine.

His hands pulled me into him, fingers sliding through my hair, down my back, across my waist, claiming every part of me with a reverence that felt worshipful and a hunger that felt inevitable.

When he rolled me beneath him again, his touch was different from the night before – not careless, never unkind, but stronger, deeper, more intense, as though the force of his love had finally broken free of its cage.

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I gasped at the change – at the heat of his body, the firmness of his hold, the way his breath shook against my throat — and he paused instantly, eyes searching mine..

“Too much?” he whispered, voice raw.

I shook my head, pulling him closer.

“No,” I breathed.

His relief was immediate, flooding into the next kiss he pressed to my lips/-a kiss that felt like fire igniting along the length of my spine.

And when our bodies met again, it was not gentle like the night before,

No, it was deeper a powerful, overwhelming joining that made my breath catch and my fingers clutch at his shoulders.

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Not painful. Not frightening. Just intense.

Intense enough to make my eyes close, my lips part, my heart race.

He moved with controlled strength, with emotion too heavy for words, each motion filled with a desperate devotion he could no longer hide.

His hands mapped my waist, my hips, my back, grounding himself in every inch of me as though memorizing a vow no one

else would ever hear.

I gasped again – not in fear, but in sheer surprise at the force of it and he kissed the sound from my lips, whispering my

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rame between breaths like it was the only prayer he believed in.

We moved together in a rhythm that felt inevitable, a joining of bodies, hearts and futures, and when the world finally broke around us, when breath and warmth and heartbeat tangled into one overwhelming moment, he held me so tightly I could feel the tremor in his muscles.

As if letting go would destroy him.

When it finally ended, he didn’t move away. Not even an inch.

He stayed on top of me, forehead pressed to mine, breathing hard, holding me as though anchoring himself back into the world.

“Naomi…” he whispered again, voice completely undone. “My wife.”

And my heart melted all over again.

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