Chapter 20: Lost in Shanghai

Ethan’s POV: Lost In Shanghai

A wrong twist and turn ends up getting you lost. Yup. That was my current situation.

But it wasn’t my fault that every god damn street in this fucked up country looked and sounded the same. Ting street, Ying street, Ming street.

Must there be an ING at the end of every word in the their vocabulary. I had asked for directions countless times and yet everyone seemed to point me to the same directions.

Apple map didn’t help out either. Every freaking thing was beginning to piss me off. And at an alarming rate at that.

“ETHAN MONROE!!! Man up and admit that we are lost you fcking psycho”

Did I also mention that I had a little nutcracker that was following my lead.

“I don’t know how this happened. I followed the guide. Why don’t you call her?”

“Hell nah. She doesn’t know I am coming so there’s no way in hell I am going to call her”

Typical.

“Look it’s getting dark. We have no other option other than finding an hotel for the night. Tomorrow we continue”

“That was the same thing you said yesterday. We have been roaming around like lost sheep for the past two days”

Two days. Lost in Shanghai for two fcking days. Lila must never know of this. Never ever.

“Let’s head to an hotel first”

“You are going to cover the cost okay? I barely have enough money left”

“Don’t you get paid for being my sister’s manager?” What did she mean by not enough money?

“Hello. Just finished up with a huge family emergency here. Of course I would be drained.”

Oh right.

“Fine then. I will cover everything. Just follow me”

I walked to the nearest civilian and asked for an hotel. Luckily for me, this one understood English for a bit so I had no qualms using my translator.

I carried my bag and Rena’s and walked into the hotel. Heading straight to the receptionist.

“Hi. I would like to book a room please.”

“Okay sir. A normal room or the penthouse suite?”

“Normal rooms. Two”

“Sorry sir. But there’s just one left. You see a lot of tourists are visiting so we are overbooked”

“How many rooms does your penthouse have?”

“Enough for the both of you Sir” she answered as she gestured at Rena who was behind me taking pictures.

“We’ll take it” I didn’t want to delay myself anymore. I paid for the room as the porters came forward and took our bags.

“Come on. Let’s get going”

I called out to Rena as I walked up. I needed to find Hilton’s hotel as soon as possible but I couldn’t do anything now as my entire body ached and demanded rest.

“A single bed?”

“We are most definitely not sleeping on the bed together. As the woman here, I’m taking the bed and you can take the sofa in their living room. Luckily for you, their sofa seems spacious enough.”

So I pay for the room and take the sofa? Women. Still tired, I didn’t bother arguing with her as I walked straight to the sofa and threw myself on it.

“Hey Monroe. Look up and see something”

I didn’t bother answering her as I soon dozed off. But maybe if I had, I would have seen the fcking Hilton’s hotel where my sister and her cast members were staying in.

“FCK YOU ETHAN MONROE!!!”

What the fuck was her problem now….

I opened my eyes to find myself on the bed. Not drunk, not woozy. Just frightening enough to find a naked Rena beside me. I looked down and found myself naked as well. My morning wood pointing up, hard and raging. Ready to say hello to a warm fuckhole.

How the fck did this happen?

“Ethan you sly monster. How did you get on the bed? Not only did you manage to weave yourself in the bed you still managed to have your freaking way with me!!!”

Now that was one thing that finally jolted me up.

“What did you just say? I had my way with you? You don’t remember!!!!!!!!”

“Shit calm down. Stop yelling. I don’t remember so start talking.”

“Ohh Ethan. You truly are nothing but a crazy pervert”

“You are the craziest person I’ve ever met. Did you truly think I would even touch you much less have sec with you?

I can have anyone I freaking want and you are not even on the top chart of that list. So don’t thonk you can use the entire sex stuff to trap me down”

I was too harsh with my words. But it wasn’t freaking possible that I would have sex with someone and simply forget about it.

I watched disbelief mar her face as tears strung at the corner of her eyes. It made me feel guilty.

“Yes. Sorry for accusing you wrongly. You’re right, we didn’t have sex. It was all my wishful thinking. There’s nothing you could do with a girl like me”

She laid back down on the bed and covered herself using the duvet. I stood up quietly and saw the blood stain on the bed.

And then the memories slammed into me.

“Ethan you are too big. I can’t handle it”

“Ethan fck me”

“Ethannnn”

“Faster…. Faster Ethan….”

“Ughhh… Yesss… Ahnnn”

“Deee… I want you deeper Ethan”

“Are you tired baby?”

“Yesss”

“Should I stop?”

“Nooo”

“Now that’s my girl”

The memories kept on slamming into me as I clutched my head.

“Did you think I would even touch you?

Did you think I would bother having sex with you?”

I vomited those vile words. To someone. A human being. My sister’s best friend.

Fck, Lila.

She was going to tell Lila everything. How much of an asshole I was. Now there truly was no difference between I and Adrian. What right do I have to confront him now?

“Rena I’m sorry” My voice trembled as I got close to her shakingly. I wanted to touch her but I felt too dirty to even call her name. So I held my hand back.

“Rena please answer me. I swear I didn’t remember. But I do now. Rena I beg you”

She still didn’t answer. Then, I knew I was doomed.