ReinaI was excited that I ended my day with hot sex with Ethan. He fucked me like he was trying to remind me that I was still his. The next morning started really smoothly unlike other days. Maybe the sex was what did the magic. There was no heaviness in the air between Ethan and me. We didn't talk last night so I didn't feel weird. Although, I knew that he wanted us to talk but he was tired of having a conversation about Leonard. That was the last thing I would be doing. Yes, I understood his concerns, but I also felt like he did not trust me as much as he said he did. I had been working hard on this project, and the last thing I needed was doubt creeping in from home.It was crazy. It was really a crazy thing to do. I wish I could blame him but I could not. He was human after all and a man for that. I sat at the dining table, sipping my coffee slowly, waiting for Ethan to come down. I had an early meeting with Leonard and his team today to finalize some design choices fo
ReinaThere was one thing I loved in this world, and that was when things went as planned. The night of the gala had finally arrived, and it was a success. A huge success. I owe that to Leonard because that man put a lot of work into it, and I was glad I was part of this project. As usual, the guests were dressed in their finest, the models were stunning, and the runway show went off without difficulty. Everything went so smoothly. I could cry. People were laughing, chatting, and sipping champagne everywhere I looked. The air was filled with excitement, and the spectators were so satisfied with what they had seen. I could not believe I had pulled it off.It felt really good. As I stood by the bar, watching the final few models walk the runway, I allowed myself to breathe for the first time that night. All the stress, all the sleepless nights, had been worth it. I wanted to throw a party and celebrate my sucess. My bank account was also smiling. Everybody won. The designs wer
EthanI sat in the living room, staring at my phone, waiting for Reina to text me back. She hadn’t replied to my earlier message about how the gala was going, and I was getting uneasy. I knew how important this night was for her, and I wanted to share in her joy or her disappointment. Whichever way the gala went. I really wished she fed me with the gists about the gala but she didn't. A small part of me could not shake the feeling that something was off. Maybe I was just thinking too much as usual. After all, she had worked so hard for this.Andrew was already asleep, snuggled up in his bed with his body wrapped in blankets. He had a long day at school. I won't lie. After his sleep, he would be up again, devouring his book. It's not easy being a student who wants to get good grades. I got up and paced the room, trying to shake off the restless energy that I had in me. The house was too quiet without Reina.It didn’t feel right. My thoughts wandered back to her at the gala, s
Reina I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to calm the storm of raging emotions swirling inside me. I could still remember my argument with Ethan and I felt bad. I could not stop myself from feeling this terrible. I hated it when we fought, and even though I understood why he was upset, I could not help but feel frustrated myself.The gala had been a huge success, and instead of celebrating it together, we were at loggerheads because of Leonard.Isn't that crazy? I thought I would come back, opening bottles of wine go celebrate my win but that was not the case. I sighed out loud and rolled over on the bed, pulling the blanket up to my chin, but sleep was not coming.My eyes were still wide open and even though I was tired, sleep was far from me. It was the last thing on my mind. My mind kept replaying the events of the night, Leonard’s advances towards me, his charming words. I had not wanted to make a scene or embarrass him, but thinking about it again, maybe I should
Reina The meeting with Leonard went as smoothly as I could have hoped. I was stricter this time, clear, and kept it strictly professional.There were no mixed signals, no awkward pauses. We analysed the success of the just conclude Gala's fashion project, exchanged a few pleasantries, and went our separate ways.Or at least, that’s what I thought.A week had passed since the gala, and I had not heard much from Leonard. I thought maybe he had taken the hint when I told him I was married. I didn’t expect him to reach out again, especially since our work together was done.We were not meant to cross paths again unless if we are working together again which I doubt might happen soon. But then, my phone buzzed.I glanced at the screen while working on a new design for a different client. It was Leonard.Leonard? Seriously? Again!“Hope you’re doing well. I was glad that I saw your beautiful face today. Just wanted to see how you are settling in. Dinner? You don't have to turn be down
Reina I was sure things with Leonard were finally over. After Ethan stepped in, I thought Leonard had gotten the message. There had been no texts, no calls, and no unexpected visits. I could finally breathe again and focus on my life and work without the discomfort of being pursued by a man who doesn't care about the boundaries of a woman. So today, I decided to treat myself. I had not had a proper break since the gala, and I had been working nonstop ever since. A little shopping was just what I needed. It was a way to clear my head and unwind from the stress that I was feeling. There was this beautiful mall I had been dying to check out. I had heard the stores there were high-end, the kind of place where you find rare designer pieces.Interesting. I have not really explored so many places in this country and I'm working on that. Walking through the entrance, I could already feel the luxury.The scent of fresh leather and expensive perfumes filled the air, and everything was p
Reina“I will be gone for some days, sweetheart. I will miss you,” those were the words Ethan said to me before leaving early that morning for his business trip, and it felt strange to watch him go.He kissed me on the forehead, hugged Andrew tight, and whispered something about being back soon.I smiled, waving him off as he climbed into the taxi that would take him to the airport. But as soon as the door shut, I felt guilty and at the same time a little relieved. I loved Ethan. I did. But ever since we moved, things had felt different. Like Leonard. I still hadn’t told Ethan about our last encounter, and it was eating at me. But with Ethan gone, I thought maybe it was time to just forget about everything and breathe.That night, I made plans. I had not been out in a while, and part of me missed the excitement of being out with people. I wanted to let loose, even if it was just for a little while. I was not going to do anything crazy. It was going to be just a night out wit
EthanI was missing my family but, I was here for business. That was another important aspect of my life. Sitted in this boardroom. All I could do was admire how expensive this place was. The boardroom was sleek, all glass and it had a panoramic view of the city skyline. It was the kind of place where deals worth millions were made with a single handshake. I sat at the long table, facing Mr. Hayashiki, a wealthy Japanese businessman. He was not just wealthy, he was powerful, the kind of man who could change your life with a single sentence.The meeting had gone well so far. We discussed business, strategies, and potential ventures.“So, Ethan,” Mr. Hayashiki began, leaning back in his chair with a calm smile. His English was flawless, despite being Japanese . “I have been impressed with your work. You have built something quite remarkable. You are not a poor man to start with and I'm really impressed.”I nodded, unsure of where this was going. “Thank you. We have worked hard.
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
EthanThe music made me feel alive and I had my head moving to every beat and insistent rhythm that I was hearing. My glass was empty again, though I could not remember finishing my drink. The red-haired woman that I saw at the club leaned against the bar beside me with her eyes sparkling in the flashing lights.I don't know why she looked at it like she was plotting something.“I'm sorry but I don't think I'm comfortable with you,” I said plainly to her. That was the truth. I was becoming so uncomfortable and my friend who brought me here was long gone. What have I gotten myself into? I asked myself but I had no answer to the question.I shrugged and decided to go with the floor, perhaps she would let me be after some time. That's the way some ladies are. I guess. “I think you are fun, young man,” she said and her voice was so soft and smooth as she teased me. She then signaled the bartender for another round of drinks for the both of us and I could not decline. The drink was
ReinaThe air still felt heavy, even in the quiet of my bedroom. The phone call with Ethan had ended hours ago and it didn't end well. I could still hear his voice echoing in my mind.I had been too harsh with him even as we were this distant. There was this exhaustion and frustration in his tone that he did not try to hide. I had pushed it all aside because of my own emotions.But now, in the silence of the night, guilt crept in on me. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my phone. Should I call him back? Apologize? And explain to him that I had nothing to do with Leonard. Maybe he just needed reassurance. Oh, why did I talk so rudely to him. Leonard’s name alone made my skin crawl. What he had said that time still rang in my head.“You think this is just about me flirting with you?” he had asked, leaning in too close. “It’s bigger than that. Someone sent me to you. Someone who wants to ruin Ethan. And you are the key. So, I have to get it first.”I knew that this was a very
EthanThe room was dimly lit and the heavy curtains blocked out the harsh sun that dared remind me of how far I had fallen. I was lying straight on the hotel bed, staring at the ceiling with an empty whiskey glass on the nightstand.My phone buzzed, breaking through the thick haze of self-pity that had settled over me.I was tired of living. I was feeling depressed and I didn't know how to handle myself. I ignored it at first, letting it vibrate into the mattress. Probably just work. Another email about something I could not bring myself to care about right now. But the buzzing of my phone didn’t stop. Reluctantly, I reached over and grabbed the phone, squinting at the screen.It was Carl.The name flashed brightly and I remembered the man I had met a few days after arriving in this foreign city. Carl did good to me. He was everything I was not at the moment. He was charismatic, carefree, and far too persuasive for his own good.With a groan, I swiped to answer. “What do you want
Ethan I was at the other airport where I will take a plane straight to Japan. The airport was still so loud and bustling, but I felt completely disconnected from it. People hurried past me and they all looked like they had no worries in their life. My life felt like it was stuck in an impossible loop. I sat with my suitcase at my feet, staring at the boarding pass in my hand. My flight straight to Japan was in an hour. Everything I had worked for was finally coming together, yet it still felt wrong. I picked up my phone, scrolling through the messages Reina and I had exchanged. There was nothing special about it. They were very brief, distant, and polite. Nothing like what we used to be. I stared at the screen, debating whether to text her again. I had said I would call, but I could not. Not yet. I didn’t have the words to fix this. Was I really leaving my family behind? It all felt like a dream but it was a decision I had made. My thoughts were interrupted by the