Chapter 3
It was well after midnight, but it seemed like Eisuke wasn't coming to bed. I assumed it was because of work, he must be so busy. I left the bedroom and came to the living room.
"Are you still working, Eisuke?"
"Yes."
"Want me to make you some coffee?" I asked.
"No, it's fine. You go ahead and go to sleep." He said.
"But what about you?"
"This will still take a while." He said.
"All right. Don't too hard, ok?" I said.
He didn't reply, I heard his fingertips type on his laptop. I decided to do as he said and went back to our bedroom. I was tired, yet I couldn't sleep. I tossed, and I turned, but all I could feel were the cold sheets underneath me. I felt lonely without Eisuke next to me. I sat up, I decided that since I couldn't sleep I might as well make Eisuke some coffee and maybe drink some hot milk myself. I got out of bed, put my dressing gown and headed back to the living room. As I opened the door, Eisuke walked in pushing me backwards.
"Are you done working?" I asked.
"Get ready to leave."
"What? Right now?"
"Pack everything you'll need for a while in here. We're leaving in twenty minutes."
"Why?" I said.
He pulled me over to the bed and moved my hands till I touched a large suitcase. "Where are we going?"
"I'll explain later. Stop wasting time and hurry up." He said.
"Ok."
I packed some clothes and everyday necessities. I didn't know how long it meant by 'a while' so I just packed about two weeks' worth of stuff. Including my violin and some books. I pushed down on my suitcase and zipped it close.
True to his word, we left the penthouse twenty minutes later.
"Alright, this should be fine." He said as we got into a limo. He seemed very twitchy, it was making me nervous. We were in such a hurry, I didn't even have time to change out of my pyjamas.
"Eisuke…"
"What?" he said, I could hear rapid typing on his laptop.
I sighed and sat back into the seats "Never mind." It's happening again, just like in Dubai. Something was obviously happening and once again, he kept me in the dark. I thought that once we were engaged, he would treat me more like a partner. But clearly, I was wrong. I would like to think he was keeping secretes to protect me but, I couldn't help but feel he was doing this because he thought I couldn't handle what happening. I wasn't a delicate flower, I could handle anything, yet he never gives me the chance to prove myself. I bet he was doing this because I was blind.
The limo took us to an airport and we immediately got onto Eisuke's private jet.
"This should be far enough…" he muttered and then he sighed with relief as the jet took off.
"Where are we going? What's going on?" I asked.
"Japan."
"Why? And why did we have to leave in the middle of the night?"
"Come here." He said, and he pulled me towards him and hugged me. He rested his head on my shoulder and sighed again. His hair touched my cheek and I reached out and gently combed his hair with my fingers. I felt him twitch so I stopped.
"Keep going." He said.
"Ok." I said. His hair felt so silky and soft. Why was he acting like this? It was so strange. His breathing started to get quieter and I could tell that he was asleep. Things must be bad if he was acting like this.
I couldn't remember the last time he was this peaceful. He had been working non-stop since the auction members broke up, even I could tell when he was exhausted.
"You look sleepy too." He said.
"What?"
"You're very warm." He said.
"I am?" I asked, and he snuggled even deeper against me.
"Are you cold? I can get you a blanket." I said.
"I don't need one when I have you." He said.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and I placed my hands on his hands. Our warmth is so comforting, and I could hear his heartbeat slow down to a steady rhythm. I wanted to grill him for more information, but I didn't have the heart to disturb him.
It's daytime when we arrive in Japan, we headed straight to the Tres Spades Tokyo once we got to the airport. It's been so long since I've been to this hotel. The layout was similar to the Tres Spades London, but there was something nostalgic about this one.
"I've been waiting for you, Mr Ichinomiya." Mr Kenzaki said, greeting us as we came up to the penthouse.
"Thank you." Eisuke said.
"Mr Kenzaki, it's nice to see you again." I said.
How did Eisuke find the time to tell him that we were coming? And if he found the time to let him known that we were coming, how come he didn't let me know until last minute?
"All the preparations have been made, sir." Kenzaki said. "Freya, you can use your old locker here."
"Huh? What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Starting tomorrow, you've been transferred back here for work." Eisuke said.
"What?"
"Any complaints?" he asked.
"Well no but, why?"
If I'm working here again, that must mean that we're staying much longer than I expected.
"Your duties are the same. Here's your schedule for the week." Kenzaki said and handed me a piece of paper with brail on.
"Ok, thank you." I said. So Eisuke had time to make me a schedule as well?
"Well then, please let me know if you need anything." Kenzaki said.
"I will, thank you." Eisuke said.
Kenzaki then left the penthouse, I waited for a few moments to make sure that he was gone.
"What's going on Eisuke?" I asked.
He was silent for a moment "You don't need to worry about it."
"No, I want to know what's going on." I said.
"Just do as I say and be quiet." He said firmly.
"But-"
"I'm going to work. You do whatever you want." He said and left the room before I could say anything else.
I sat down on the sofa with a heavy sigh. I trusted Eisuke, he always did the right thing but why couldn't he include me? I always felt so excluded.