Catch me, Mr. Eiser

Zara LangMy phone vibrated again. I let out a small sigh before opening the notification. A news article immediately filled the screen.Wanted Fugitive Found Dead in Abandoned Warehouse, Police Investigate the Name ‘Reins Eiser’.My eyes stopped on the last two words. Reins Eiser. That name again. I scrolled down and kept reading. A fugitive wanted in an illegal weapons trafficking case was found dead inside an abandoned warehouse early this morning. The victim was discovered holding a piece of paper with the name “Reins Eiser” written on it. Police have not confirmed whether the name belongs to the killer, the next target, or someone connected to the case. I quietly finished reading before locking my phone. The loud music instantly filled my ears again. Red and blue neon lights flashed across the bar. Behind the counter, rows of crystal glasses reflected the colorful lights. The air smelled of alcohol and cigarette smoke, making it hard to breathe. I slowly looked around.

ZARA LANGMaybe I should have listened to Danny and been more careful. Because my opponent now is Reins Eiser. I started to feel uneasy. My heart grew restless when Eiser’s car stopped right in front of Noirvelle Hotel. My heartbeat went wild as he stepped out of the car. He turned toward me and extended his hand. His face was cold, completely expressionless, making me even more nervous. I took a deep breath before finally accepting his hand and stepping out of the car. He wrapped his arm tightly around my waist and whispered, “I like it rough. So prepare yourself.” His deep voice made me freeze instantly. Do I really have to go this far?Satisfy Eiser… just for a mission? A storm brewed inside me. Now, I was already in the room. Sitting on the hotel bed, waiting for him. He was still in the bathroom, leaving me alone with my anxious thoughts. I didn’t expect to be brought to a hotel tonight. Even though I had anticipated this… I was still nervous. A deep sense of regret crep

ZARA LANGI thought Eiser wasn’t as terrifying as I’d imagined. Have the rumors about him been exaggerated?The ruthless, merciless mafia boss everyone talked about was nowhere to be seen. Instead, all I saw was a lonely man. I was still sitting at the dining table, enjoying my breakfast. It had been almost a week since I arrived here. Nothing particularly special had happened, except that Eiser had been taking care of me. Not directly, of course, but he was kind enough not to hurt me cruelly. A few hours ago, he received a phone call from someone. Whatever it was, the relaxed expression on his face had instantly turned tense. Maybe it was just my imagination. Who knew?“You. Come with me. Now,” he ordered.“Where?”“You’ll find out when we get there.”My body still ached, yet he was telling me to follow him. Was this some new form of torture?If it was, then I take back everything I said about him not being cruel. He didn’t even look at me. He simply expected me to follow. I