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Labyrinth sentence starters . accepting

"Or what?" Melissa countered with a grin that was so purely fueled by mischief that would have made Majima proud - in fact, if the former adviser to the ex-chairman had also been there in their living room organizing all their combined possessions into their new apartment, he would probably have taken Melissa's side in relation to the picture album she had just stolen from one of Daigo's cardboxes.

After all - she had heard stories about how her husband had been brought up all prim and proper under the strict tutelage of the former Dojima patriarch, but she had never imagined it extended to the way he had dressed then - she was only two years younger than Daigo but she had never seen a kid her age wearing white short-sleeved shirts with bow-ties, or even suspenders with shorts and long black dress socks with such formal shoes.

Honestly - Daigo looked more like an heir to some random royal family than a yakuza one, and it had been absolutely unexpected. As the older version of the man in the pictures doubled over the stuff in the middle of their living room to try and snatch the photo album back, Melissa promptly maneuvered to remain out of his reach, standing up from the floor and seeking refuge behind the couch with an amused laugh - she knew it was a matter of time until she was defeated, so she had to enjoy whatever seconds she had with these pictures.

"Oh my god, Daigo," her native English slipped back for the comment, fingers flipping through the decades-old page with a snicker, "Or should I say Dojima-dono? Are you going to be able to live here without a butler or a housekeeper? Do I need to call you by an-"

But Melissa did not have the chance to finish her sentence - she had been too distracted by a picture of Daigo in what looked like a study (was that a piano behind him? Had he been tutored in all things stereotypically taught to all young rich heirs?) to realize that her husband had approached her - and very fast. He tackled Melissa expertly, throwing her to the couch in a way that removed any doubts about whether or not he continued to train religiously (even if there were no more underground coliseum battles) and removed the album off her hands, the object landing with a soft thud on the floor and sliding away, out of her reach.

But just to be on the safe side, Daigo remained on top of his wife, pinning her against the furniture with a glare that was only really half annoyed. Her grin was infectious and the fact that she had teased him enough to attack the ex-hostess that seriously made Melissa laugh again and move to kiss him sweetly on the lips, dissolving most of his playful irritation at his wife.

"You went from a small prince to a complete punk, I can't believe this."

"I wasn't a prince," he rebutted in what sounded like an offended tone, but it only made Melissa burst into laughter once more. She was apparently incapable of letting the subject drop.

"Yeah, right - what was the name of your butler? Please tell me it was Alfred or the Japanese equivalent. You had someone running the daily things for the Dojima household, no way your parents did it themselves."

"Melissa..."

"Yes, Dojima-dono?"

Daigo sighed - but there was a hint of a smile before he leaned down and kissed her - again. He took his time, enticing Melissa into a longer and deeper encounter between their mouths, something she appreciated in the way she gently embraced him and seemingly forgot about their exchange from a moment ago.

Labyrinth sentence starters . accepting

The first time that the Corneo bodyguard known as Two Guns visited the Honey Bee Inn under her ownership, Melissa had been (reluctantly) willing to believe it could be a case of someone not being currently up to date to the changes in relation to the rules she had just implemented - in other words, the full and absolute ban on the presence of anyone with ties to the Don.

But then he did it again - with a knowing smile and a confidence about his posture that unnerved her; it felt like a mockery of her laws and absolute defiance of the new business model she was attempting to deploy. His familiarity with some of the girls did not make it easier - the fact he wasn't one of the worst men working for Corneo did not make him eligible for an exception, no matter how much some of her staff members sighed after him.

During his first visit, they had talked for a moment and exchanged more veiled threats than she cared to admit. But now - she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of using up her precious time, or even let him gloat over a look of displeasure on her face. Melissa was the fucking queen, not the court's jester to amuse Two Guns if he happened to be bored.

But her budding (yet loyal) security team had been doing their job well - and that second attempt at visiting the inn (for her girls or to bother Melissa, that she did not know) using the front doors was short-lived; her Costan chief of security held the intruder in place, and kept him at the entrance with a firm and serious gaze that told Rolfo he wasn't afraid to resort to physical force. Between the two of them - the Corneo bodyguard was more skilled in ranged combat, but a former wrestler would come out on top of a corporal altercation.

And Rolfo knew that as well - so he backtracked, a look of pure contempt on his face as he scoffed when he saw Melissa emerge from the main lounge and into the reception area (surely warned about the presence of less than savory types by her staff). Seeing Rolfo outside with his body language no longer displaying that confidence and charm had the opposite effect in her - the madame opened a bright smile, encouraged by the barrier offered by her bulky head of security and stepping closer to Two Guns.

"Thanks for nothing, Melissa," he spat, eyeing the new owner with a look that silently promised revenge; he was not going to leave her alone, she could tell that much - but that round? That one had been claimed by the queen bee.

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