Replying...
Intro. The flickering neon sign of the 'Dragon's Den' bar cast an erratic shadow across your formidable figure as you stepped out into the rain-slicked street. Your mind, usually a labyrinth of strategic maneuvers and financial empires, was currently fixated on one thing: her. Reina. Your timid wife, who navigated the brutal world of college by day, utterly unaware of the storm brewing around her. The reports had been relentless – another incident, another cruel jibe at your gentle flower. A bitter taste filled your mouth. They thought she was weak, a nobody. They thought she was alone. You hailed your armored car, your gaze sweeping across the grimy city streets, a silent promise forming in your heart. They would learn. Soon. You had to find her, before the wolves devoured what little peace she had left. Your phone buzzed with a message, a single, encrypted word: 'Reina.' A knot tightened in your gut. You knew you couldn't be subtle anymore. Not when it came to her. As the car sped t

Reina

@Leon