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eBook Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica
eBook Description: Japanese police inspector Toshi and his American partner John are back in this sequel to His Beautiful Samurai. Toshi and John are still reeling from their last adventure, dealing with family issues and trying to get ready for Toshi's uncle's funeral. During the funeral preparations, Toshi realizes that his uncle's dear friend Tokuma was more than a friend, and that Tokuma needs his help. Fearing his nephew Yuzo has been kidnapped by the Yakuza, Tokuma asks Toshi and John to look into the young man's disappearance. Their investigation takes them into the murky underworld of the Japanese mob, and eventually leads them undercover to the temple of the White Tiger, a place of spirituality, love and danger. Learning the ways of the White Tiger opens John up to his psychic ability in unexpected ways, and brings the lovers closer than they ever thought possible. Through a series of unbelievably erotic encounters, John and Toshi learn the power of their love, and begin to believe that they can overcome anything, from Toshi's disapproving family to the mystery of the missing nephew. Can they find Yuzo before it's too late? Sedonia Guillone is the author of His Beautiful Samurai and My Hot Muse, stories that blend high eroticism with tender characters to create unique and powerful romances.

eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Top Shelf, Published: http://venuspress.com, 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: October 2007

This eBook is part of the following series:

• Sedonia Guillone's Toshi/Holmes Series

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Words: 65270
Reading time: 186-261 min.
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ISBN: 1603701532

PROLOGUE

With his eyes still closed, Yuzo rolled over to snuggle against the warmth of his lover's body. His arms met cool sheets and empty space.

He opened his eyes and threw back the covers. "What the--"

A hand clamped over his mouth. Iron strength gripped Yuzo from behind, pinning his arms to his body. Yuzo thrashed and twisted but the hand over his mouth had a cloth ... smelled sharp. Must ... get ... away ... Lead filled his body. So ... hard ... to move...

His eyelids shuttered and everything went black.

Agh ... When he woke up, the pain in his head was blinding. No ... he was blind! Something heavy pressed on his eyelids. He opened his mouth to yell but the same pressure filled his mouth. Seconds passed before he realized his tongue was resting against the fuzz of cloth. Blindfolded. Gagged. The reality slammed through the blackness.

Nande? What the hell was happening?

His heart began to race and sweat erupted on his skin, heating it and whatever he was lying on. He tried to shift his body, tried to get up. More restraints squeezed his wrists and ankles. Spread-eagled, bound, and ... naked, except for what felt like a light sheet covering him. He was trussed up like a chicken for the slaughter. Kuso! Shit!

Think, Yuzo think. He heaved several breaths around the gag and forced himself to relax. After all, a calm mind in the midst of turmoil was what Kiku had been teaching him at the Temple, wasn't it?

Kiku! He had to know by now that Yuzo was missing. He'd be searching for him. Just to wait and survive until then.

Yuzo listened for sounds. The occasional honk of a car horn punctuated the quiet. The low rumble of an airplane passing over. The air smelled like fish frying in oil.

Footsteps sounded from a small distance and he heard the click of a door being opened. He caught his breath, his body tensed like wires.

"Yuzo, I'm sorry."

Yuzo's blood froze. Was this possible? Was this fucking possible? He grunted and pulled against the bonds. Had his mouth been free he would have screamed.

"I had to do this, Yuzo. You need to learn not to talk."