ログインALANMy mood is even more fucked up when I get off the bed after the sun comes up.Reina still snores lightly on the bed. I pick up a cigar and light it, even if my subconscious scolds me for it. She’s going to wake up and flip, or leave. I hope she just does the latter.Guilt eats at me. She just told me she loves me and I want her to leave. I’m a fucking coward, and I accept it. She only let me have her like that last night because it’s our last time. I saw it in her eyes, the need to let me claim her one last time before she tells me it’s over.Smoke fills the room in no time, and I hear her cough behind me. Then she goes silent. I don’t stop.“You know I don’t like it, Al.”I clench my jaw, holding the cigar in my hand for sometime before putting it back between my lips. We fall into another moment of silence.I hear the ruffling of the mattress, and her feet lightly hitting the ground. Regret instantly hits me.Then I hear her come up behind me. “Can I have some too?” Reina ask
REINAI’m still dizzy from the most intense sex we’ve ever had when Alan rolls off me and pulls me to his chest, kissing me without rush. My eyes are shut as we kiss, and I almost cry, thinking about how it’s probably already midnight… which means there’s just one day left for me to leave them. I wrap an arm around his neck and deepen the kiss.After a moment of kissing and heavy petting between us, my center is slicker and ready for him again, and his dick has hardened between us.“Still want me to fuck your ass, baby?” He mutters against my lips. I nod eagerly.I want him to have all of me. Be the first man to claim me everywhere.“Yes. Yes, please.”Alan rolls me onto my stomach and pulls my hips up. My knees dig into the mattress, and I grip the wooden headboard, my hands shaking a little. I can hear the rustle of the drawer opening behind me, and then the cold slide of lube against my back entrance.I tense up immediately, and the sudden fear makes my throat tight.“Relax for m
ALANI don’t give her time to slip away from the high. Instead of pulling away, I slow everything down, shifting my weight so I can bury my face in the crook of her neck. Her skin is burning hot, with her pulse hammering wildly against my lips.“Al,” Reina breathes against my ear, still sounding high from her release.“I’ve got you,” I murmur, my hand sliding up from between her thighs to cup her jaw. I kiss my way up her throat, soft and lingering, taking my time until her frantic breathing begins to settle into a steady rhythm.I lift myself up slightly, looking down at her. Her cheeks are flushed a deep pink, her lips slightly swollen from our earlier kisses, and her eyes are heavy, fixed entirely on me. The sharp, defensive edge she’s been carrying lately in those blue-green eyes is completely gone, leaving just her.Just my Reina.I reach down and take her hand, intertwining my fingers with hers, pressing our palms together against the mattress. With my other hand, I trace the li
ALANI’ve just finished showering, still wiping my body dry when my room door pushes open.Reina stops at the door on seeing my state. And then she steps in, and shuts the door behind her. I stand there and continue to dry myself off with a stoic gaze in her direction. She’s wearing those simple, yet effective cotton pajama sets. It’s a shorts and shirt set, so light that her nipples practically stab through the fabric. My dick twitches at the sight, but I know she’s not here for sex.I still have some pent-up rage from what happened in that warehouse, I’m genuinely not in the mood for her lectures. Or her announcements of leaving me.It’s almost midnight, almost the second day of January. A few days more, and she’s free to go. I can’t deal with all of that right now.When she doesn’t speak for a full minute, I turn and head to my bed, switching off the bulb and getting under the covers.“So you’re just going to ignore me?” She asks. I shut my eyes, very hyper aware of her presence r
ALANReina doesn’t speak to me for the rest of the day. In fact, she spends the rest of New Year’s Day at the hospital with her family while I bury myself in work and anger.By nightfall, James drives me across the edge of the city to one of the old warehouses near the docks.The place smells like rust, smoke, and wet concrete. A single bulb hangs from the ceiling, swinging from time to time because of the wind sneaking in through broken windows high above us. Crates line the bad walls, and old tools sit abandoned in corners beneath sheets of dust.The moment I step inside, both men look up. Shock spreads across Mark’s face first. Troy masks his emotions better, but I still catch the look.I respond to their reactions with a cold smirk.Their hands are chained behind their backs, knees pressed against the cold floor. Troy is tied to a pole, Mark isn’t. He’s a huge man. I’m sure he gave them hell until they gave up on tying him like that.Bruises already mark their bodies, from the str
REINAThe drive to the restaurant is painfully quiet.Alan sits beside me in the backseat while his driver drives us through the city. My fingers stay locked together on my lap the entire ride. I keep rubbing my thumb against my palm without realizing it.God, I’m nervous.I haven’t seen Thelma in a week… maybe less, but it feels much longer than that. Every bad thing that happened between us keeps replaying in my head like punishment.The rain that pelted down her skin that night, the way she was sent out that night like a criminal. The way she ignored me, and cried her eyes out instead with James by her side… unable to do anything to help. Can anyone blame him?I swallow hard and stare out the window. People walk along the streets carrying shopping bags and leftover New Year decorations. Some stores still have lights hanging outside from Christmas.Life just keeps moving, even when your own feels stuck. A crazy world we live in, isn’t it?“Are you okay?” Alan eventually asks.“I’m f
REINATHREE DAYS AFTER…I’m deep in sleep, snuggling into my duvet even more as the cold outside becomes more unbearable.Suddenly, my door creaks open. It’s quiet, slow. I snap my eyes open, high at alert. I don’t expect the figure that walks into the room, clad in only boxers that outline a very
REINA“When can we have another karaoke night, Reina?” Ethan’s voice makes me look up from the plant I’m watering with a start. He’s rushing into the garden where I stand above Japanese maples, holding a watering can. It’s the next day after the most wholesome karaoke night ever. Even I want a repe
REINAI have no idea how I’m going to convince Alan to join karaoke night, but I know it has to happen. I promised. Even if he only stays for one minute, just to hear Ethan out. That’s all I need.“This was a really bad idea.” I turn to the sound of Thelma’s voice. She goes on to say, “Not the karao
ALANReina Summers gets off from annoying me.I stay up in my dim-lit office, browsing through my laptop to see what a Chanel 25 is, and what it’s worth. I shut the laptop, a tad disappointed. It isn’t even up to ten thousand dollars, so why’s she so happy about it?I banish the thoughts in my head







