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.
ReinaThe moment Ethan told me about Japan, my heart sank. I thought I was finally getting somewhere, that I was settling down and growing in my career in this new country that I found myself in. And now, he wanted us to relocate. Again?I sat in the bedroom, staring at my phone, the conversation with Ethan replaying in my head. My fingers traced the edge of my coffee cup on my side table and I felt weak, as I tried to process his words. I didn’t want to admit it, but a part of me felt betrayed. How could he even think about this?I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing thoughts inside of me. Maybe I was overreacting. Maybe he was right, and we should at least consider it. But… What about everything I had worked for? What about Andrew’s new school? What about me?This was definitely going to take a huge troll on all of us or is it that he didn't think about all thatmMy phone buzzed, snapping me out of my thoughts. It was a text from Leonard.“Dinner tomorrow? Let me know
ReinaI could not hold it in anymore no matter how hard I tried. If I laid down to sleep, the same thought about relocating to Japan kept creeping in. I knew Ethan was excited about the opportunity that he had gotten. This was a possibility and a chance of getting something bigger. But, I could not pretend that I wanted this. As I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair absentmindedly, I rehearsed what I would say to him. My stomach felt like it was tied in knots. How could I tell the man I loved that I was not ready to relocate at this point in my life?The door to our bedroom creaked open, and I saw Ethan’s reflection in the mirror. He looked tired, his tie loosened around his neck, and his eyes was dim with so much tiredness. “Hey,” he said softly, coming up behind me. He pressed a kiss to my shoulder as his hands settled on my waist. “You look beautiful.”“Thanks,” I responded. I turned around to face him, leaning against the dresser. I took a deep breath, my heart
Reina’sI stared at my reflection in the mirror, feeling a little conflicted within myself. It had been days since my conversation with Ethan about his decision of us relocating to Japan.Ever since then, things between us have become so cold. He had barely spoken to me since, and I could not shake the feeling that we were drifting apart again. For the utmost time. I was genuinely tired of everything that was playing out. Maybe that’s why I have not completely shut Leonard down. I bit my lip, remembering the last time I saw him. His eyes were always so intense, so filled with admiration, and it felt good, too good. I don't think Ethan had looked at me like that in a long time. Not since we moved to this new country. Not since he became consumed with his work. I knew I should not let Leonard’s attention get to me, but part of me craved it.The buzz of my phone interrupted my thoughts and I glanced down at the screen, and there it was a text from Leonard. It was as if he knew tha
ReinaThe next few days felt like walking on a very thin ice which was going to break soon. Every time I glanced at my phone, I half expected to see another message from Leonard. Part of me dreaded it, but another part… well, I could not lie to myself. A small part of me wondered what he would say next. It was safe no say that I always anticipated his text nowadays and now, He hasn't texted since that night at the dinner. Well, maybe that was for the best. I would not know. I kept myself busy, throwing myself into work and spending more time with Andrew. Ethan was still focused on his business, and after his brief trip out of the country, he seemed even more distant to me and he didn't seem to care about me. I had refused to tell him about Leonard lingering advances anymore. I would do whatever I wanted to do. I told myself I was protecting him, but deep down, I knew it was more than that.I was protecting myself.It was late afternoon, and the house was quiet. Andrew was at a
ReinaLeonard’s message still occupied my heart and I could not get over what I had just read from him. I had barely slept and I was tossing and turning as my thoughts spiraled inside of me. The sunlight shone through the window, but I couldn’t find any peace in it. I knew what I had to do. I sat up, glancing at Ethan’s side of the bed. He was already gone, as usual, leaving early for another busy day. I could not remember the last time we had had breakfast together. Our lives felt like they were running on parallel tracks, barely intersecting.This has gone from bad to worse and I hated it.I needed to talk to him. Tell him the truth. But the fear of what that conversation might unleash kept me frozen. What if he didn’t trust me anymore? What if it made things even worse?I shook off the thought. No more avoiding it. Today was the day.Andrew was still asleep, so I went downstairs, making myself a cup of coffee to help me think properly. My phone buzzed on the counter, and slow
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