Reina’s POVMy heart raced and each beat echoing in my ears as I pressed myself against the cold, damp wall of the basement. The crashing noise from upstairs sent chills down my spine. What happened? What fell?I needed no one to tell me that I had to find Ethan. I felt a surge of panic shake me severally. The only thing I could see was the darkness of the basement that closed in around me. I could not just sit here. Not when Ethan was up there, possibly in danger.I took a deep breath, trying to steady my trembling hands. The fear of what could be happening to him spurred me into action. I had to know if he was okay, if he was even still alive or if he was the one that got hot. I crept toward the basement stairs, the wood creaking as I stepped on it. My heart felt like it would explode as I strained to listen. “Get the hell off me!” I heard a voice shout from above. It was Ethan!I could not tell if he was fighting back or if he was in trouble, but the sound of his voice pushe
ReinaThis was not over yet until it's over. I fought against the man holding me, twisting and kicking as I tried to free myself. I could see the anger burning in Ethan’s eyes, and it only fueled my determination. “Let her go!” he yelled again, his voice filled with so much rage. He looked so scared. I think he was just afraid that something might happen to me. In that moment, I felt a surge of adrenaline inside of me. I was not going to let them take him. Not now. Not ever. Not when I still have little strength inside of me. I twisted my body and slammed my heel into the second man’s shin. He yelled in pain and loosened his grip for just a second. I seized the opportunity and broke free, launching myself toward Ethan.I reached him just as the first man was about to strike again. Without thinking, I grabbed a loose piece of wood from the ground and swung it at the man, striking him across the arm.“Get away from him!” I screamed. My voice was hoarse with fury.The man staggere
Reina As we drove back toward the city, a heavy silence hung in the air. Everything was okay between us now, I think. Even at that, I could not stop my thoughts from racing like the cars we passed.Ethan was safe for now, but I knew that his problems were not over yet. I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were just beginning to scratch the surface of whatever was going on.“Where are we going?” I asked, breaking the silence, trying to check Ethan's mood.“I need to go home first. I want to make sure the house is secure,” he answered. I nodded, but worry gnawed at me. “Are you sure we should go back there? What if those men find you again?”“I have to,” he said firmly. “I need to take care of this before it gets worse. I can’t let them threaten you or our family.”His determination only made me more anxious. “Ethan, we need to talk to the police about this. This is not something you should handle alone.”He shook his head and he tightened his jaw.“No. I don’t want to drag you i
Ethan’s POV I sat across from Reina in the kitchen. I loved the warmth of her presence. It made me sane. Knowing we were in this together gave me a different kind of strength that I had never had before. I needed to protect her and our son, but I also needed to let her in. I decided not to bring up the topic of her monitoring my movement. I had given her so many reasons to worry. “First things first,” I said. “We need to figure out exactly what we are dealing with.”Reina nodded and she became more serious than before. “Agreed. What do we know about the men?”I thought for a moment, recalling the faces and the tense situation from earlier. “Not much. They seemed to be well-prepared. They knew what they were doing.”“Do you think they were here for the debt? Or your father's issue?” she asked.“Both, Most likely,” I replied, feeling my stomach churn at the thought. “I owed a lot of money that I had cleared without attracting attention. But it looks like everything backfired.”“E
ReinaThe night stretched on, and though I was exhausted, sleep felt impossible for me. Again, I was at the dining table, sitting in front with my laptop open in front of me. I scrolled through news articles, trying to find any mention of the men who had threatened us. Then, I felt Ethan’s presence beside me, his eyes were focused on the front door. “Have you found anything?” he asked, breaking the silence that was in the room. I shook my head, feeling frustrated. Everything was tiring, I had to admit. “No, nothing yet. It is like they just disappeared. But I’m not giving up.” Ethan leaned back in his chair, running a hand over his face. “You really should not be doing this, Reina. You need to rest. I worry more when I remember that you are doing this.”“I can’t rest until I know we are safe. And right now, I don’t feel safe at all,” I replied, raising my voice a little. He sighed, shifting in his seat. “You are right. I just don’t want you to get too stressed. You know that
Reina I jumped out of bed, my heart pounding in my chest. I crept to the window and peeked through the curtains. My breath caught in my throat as I saw headlights illuminating our driveway.“Ethan!” I blurted out and my pulse quickened. I rushed to the door and opened it, barely able to contain my anxiety. Ethan was standing there, looking alarmed. “What’s wrong?”“There is a car outside. I think someone is here,” I said, my voice shaky. He frowned, moving closer to me. He was unsure if what I said was true but at this point in time, he could no doubt say what I said. “Stay here. I will check it out.”“No! I want to go with you,” I insisted, my heart racing. “I won’t let you face this alone. What if it's dangerous?”“Fine, but stay close and be quiet,” he whispered to me. We moved carefully to the living room, peering out the window to get a better look. The car was parked at the end of our driveway and its headlights off now. “Who is it?” I asked, straining to see through th
Ethan's POVThe road stretched out ahead of us, dark and winding, lighted only by the faint glow of the headlights. The silence inside the car was thick and heavy and all of us deep down faced our various fears that we refused to talk about. Reina sat next to me, her eyes staring straight ahead, but I could see the tension in her jaw and in the way her hands gripped the edge of her seat. I wanted to say something, anything to make her feel better, but what could I say? Nothing about this was okay.Bruce was in the back seat, glancing at the rearview mirror every few seconds as if he expected someone to be following us. I could not blame him. After what we had been through the past weeks ,paranoia was the new normal.“Are you sure no one is following us?” Reina finally broke the silence. “I have been checking,” Bruce answered. “No one is behind us, at least not for now.”I kept my eyes on the road, trying to focus on getting us to safety. “We just need to make it to the hotel
ReinaThe air inside the hotel was thick and heavy with the weight of everything that had just happened. I could still feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, my body tense and on edge even though we were supposed to be safe now.But were we really safe?I watched Ethan as he paced the room, his face tight with worry. He had not stopped moving since we arrived here, as if staying still would somehow let the danger catch up with us. He was always like this. Taking everything on himself, trying to protect us without letting me in on the plan. But tonight, that wall between us felt thicker than ever.I couldn’t take it anymore. “Ethan, stop,” I said, my voice sharper than I had intended. “You need to sit down. We need to talk.”“I can’t, Reina. I need to make sure everything is in order.”“Bruce is taking care of it,” I pointed out, gesturing to the window where we could see Bruce moving around outside, checking the perimeter like some kind of silent guardian. “Please, just ta
EthanI could not sit still. Not after everything that has been happening.My fingers drummed against the edge of the hotel desk as my eyes looked towards the door for the hundredth time. I had double-checked the lock, slid the chain in place, and even propped a chair under the handle. But it was not enough. Not when I knew someone was following me.All these things felt like deja vu because something like this has happened to me before I moved to the country my family is in. Why was all these messing up with my life? “They have been watching us. There are cameras in the house.” I remembered Reina's words. And now this being tailed by a black car, the creeping feeling that every step I took was being tracked. I ran my hands through my hair and each strand was damp with sweat. I felt trapped and powerless, and it was eating me alive.My phone buzzed on the desk. I snatched it up, my heart pounding, hoping it was Reina. It was not.It was Carl. He never backed down even when I told
Reina I was scared to death, unaware of what to do. Ethan had been yelling at me that I should call the cops. “Call the cops now! Reina!” I wish I could. My hands were shaking and I could not dial the number correctly. When I was able to call the cops, the line operator answered and I heard a faint knock at the back door. My breath caught in my throat.“Reina?” Ethan’s voice came in again. I knew he heard the noise. “They are at the back door,” I whispered with tears streaming down my face. I could not believe that I would be crying this minute. See what we have gotten ourselves into. “Get out of there,” he said. “Now.”“I can’t. It's not that easy,” I said, my voice barely audible.“Then hide,” he said. “Go somewhere safe and stay there until the police arrive. I’m on my way, Reina. I promise.”On your way? Oh, Ethan. I know that you haven't booked a flight yet even though you pleaded with me that you will book the next available flight. I hung up and bolted toward the pantr
ReinaThe house has always been this quiet in the past few days. The kind of quiet that made every creak of the floorboards and every faint rustle outside feel like something heavy. I sat at the kitchen table, staring at the unknown number on my phone screen. My hands were trembling as I read the message again.“You’re in over your head, Mrs. Reina. Tell your husband to back off and leave Japan or you will both regret it.I had seen my fair share of threats in my career. The angry competitors, disgruntled clients, jealous rivals but this was different and more dangerous. I knew Ethan was in danger. I knew I was in danger. But what chilled me to the bone was the realization that whoever sent this message didn’t just know about us, they were watching us. They had their eyes on us. I felt like I was suffocating, the walls of the house closing in around me. I needed air. I needed to breathe. I ran outside so that I wouldn't faint and the cool night breeze kept on hitting my face as I
ReinaThe sun was just beginning to set when I heard the sharp knock on the door. It was unusual. I wasn’t expecting anyone.I froze, my mind immediately flashing back to Leonard’s warnings and Detective Daniels’ advice to stay vigilant. For a moment, I considered not answering, but the knock came again, louder this time.“Reina, it’s me,” a familiar voice called out.Leonard.My stomach churned as I tiptoed to the peephole. Sure enough, there he was, standing in a crisp black suit, his expression unreadable.I opened the door just enough to see him. “What are you doing here?” I asked sharply.“We need to talk,” Leonard said, his voice calm but urgent.“We have nothing to talk about,” I replied, starting to close the door.He pushed it open slightly, his hand on the frame. “Please, Reina. This is important. It’s about Ethan.”That made me pause. I didn’t trust Leonard as far as I could throw him, but the mention of Ethan pulled at my resolve. Reluctantly, I stepped aside and let him i
EthanI stood by the window in my hotel room, staring at the city lights shining brightly against the night sky.The streets below were alive with honking cars and I could hear laughter, and the distant thrum of music right here in my room. Yet inside this room, the silence I felt indifferent. I felt something that I could not quite shake off. The events of the last two days replayed in my mind like a broken record. The redhead, the alcohol, the shame. And Carl, my so-called friend who had managed to vanish when I needed him most.I clenched my fists, anger bubbling under the surface. “You are an idiot, Ethan,” I muttered to myself. “An absolute idiot.”My phone buzzed on the bedside table, snapping me out of my thoughts. I reached for it, half-expecting Reina’s name to light up the screen. But it wasn’t her.It was Carl. “Come on dude. Let me be.”I hated the way I was dwelling on all of these. I had work to do and I haven't been able to do anything yet. For a moment, I conside
ReinaThe dinner with Leonard didn't go as expected. As usual, he was cutting through corners. If he knew that I had submitted his name to the cops, maybe he would have given me more information. I was left to rack my brain over this. This was something that was meant to be the detectives work but I have not gotten any report from them. I wanted to call them to ask if they are making any progress but I guess I should just wait for some time. I sat at my desk, staring at my computer screen. The article I had been reading earlier blurred before my eyes. Leonard's words from the night before were still looping in my head. How would I get him to tell me all I need to know?Ethan was in Japan and some unknown people see plotting to kill him. Getting anything from Leonard seemed impossible especially when I knew that he was more interested in my body. But, I can't give in him or anyone. I was w married woman and I had a child. "They see Ethan as a threat,” I repeated as I thought alou
EthanThe cold shower did little to wash away the guilt clinging to my skin. I stood there, water pouring over me, hoping the icy sting would calm the storm in my chest. But it didn’t.I was haunted by memories and all I could see and hear and feel were The redhead’s laughter, her touch, the softness of her lips. it all kept on haunting leaving a relentless echo in my mind.“You are a fool, Ethan,” I muttered, slamming my fist against the tiled wall. “A bloody fool. How could you do such a thing?”I turned off the shower and stepped out, grabbing a towel. My reflection in the fogged-up mirror stared back at me. I looked like a total stranger. A stranger with bloodshot eyes and a fucked up face. This was not me. This was not the man I promised Reina I would be.Reina. My sweet wife. Her face swam before my eyes and I could still see her bright smile, the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed. What would she think of me now? Would she even look at me the same way if she knew what
ReinaThe clock on my desk kept ticking loudly and I wondered if it was because I was paying attention to even the little things that I was able to hear it. On a normal day, I would care less about a clock. The sound of the clock was made louder by the silence that engulfed the house. At first, I was sketching a few designs that I was going to put up for sale in the online market but my attention became divided when I remembered that there was something I had to do quickly. tapped my pen against the edge of my notebook, staring at the half-written page in front of me. Research on Leonard had consumed my thoughts for the past two days, but the deeper I dug, the murkier things became.Something about him didn’t sit right with me.I sighed, pushing the notebook aside and reaching for my phone. My messages with Ethan stared back at me, our recent exchange still fresh.“Hey. Busy morning. I will call you tonight. Miss you.”His words these days had been reassuring, but something felt of
EthanI woke up to the sound of a door closing softly, followed by the faint click of heels on the floor. My head throbbed, pounding restlessly that made even the dim morning light coming through the curtains feel unbearable. Letting out a soft groan I tried to sit up, but the heaviness in my limbs kept me pinned to the bed.And then it hit me. I was naked. In her. By this time. I blinked, looking down to see the rumpled sheets tangled around my naked body. My stomach twisted as I began to remember what happened last night. The memories kept flooding back and I could not move. Her red hair glowed under the blue lights. Her laughter. Her hands. Her lips.Oh, my God! What have I done?The door clicked shut, and I turned just in time to catch a glimpse of her fiery hair as she disappeared down the hallway. She didn’t say goodbye. She didn’t even look back.I sat up quickly, clutching the sheets as if they could shield and protect me from the shame threatening to consume me. My cl