Reiner - His Home

“This place is your home?” I asked curiously.

“The entire island actually…” Reiner muttered.

My eyes widened in shock as I stared back and forth from his face to view outside. I wasn’t sure what I had in mind regarding where Reiner came from and his home, but this clearly wasn’t it. Was he born and raised here on this island?

Finally, the car came to a stop and the doors were jerked opened by armed men that were standing outside. Reiner got out of the car, and I did the same. At least, guns were not being pointed at us anymore. When I got out of the car, I came to face with an enormous mansion in the French riviera style. I don’t want to sound like a snob but since Reiner was hired by my family as a butler, I never imagined that his house would be as large as Lucien’s if not larger.

My eyes scanned the landscape of the large mansion and the vast garden in front of me before returning to Reiner’s face. Reiner stood with the sun shining in his red hair as he also took in the sight o