Hope's PoV
After a week of searching aimlessly, I finally found her here in Japan.
When I heard the news that Josie had left Mystic Falls, I spent an entire day in tears, feeling utterly helpless.
I knew my father was the sole reason she left.
He tried to convince me that Josie had left Mystic Falls because she willingly accepted money from him after he found out we were dating.
But I don't trust him, not anymore.
I believe in my woman, Josie.
I knew she left town because she had no other choice, and I can't blame her for that.
One week had passed since Josie left and I am still grounded, my father also confiscated my cellphone and cut all of the gadgets in our house so I couldn't communicate outside. I tried talking to my father many times but he always ended up beating my ass out.
All I talked about is Josie, All I care about is Josie, All I think about is Josie, Josie, Josie.
Yes, I'm crazy.
I was too worried about her. What if Josie didn't eat well? What if she can't sleep well? What if she's in danger?
I don't know where she is right now.
I know that all of her relatives are not in good terms with her family, meaning she is all by herself with no companion.
Damn it!
One day, after my father ended punching the hell out of me, he gave me two choices, "Be with Josie or Be a new CEO of the Mikaelson Company?"
Josie is more important than owning a thousand of bakeries, hotels, malls, spas that a Mikaelson company owns.
So, I chose Josie, I choose her everyday.
I know that my father is a man of his words just like my Uncle Elijah. He let me go and gave all of the money that I earned since I started working in the company. We both had an agreement that I'll never ever be the heiress of the Mikaelson Company anymore.
But I'm glad that I am still part of the Mikaelson family.
•••
Before heading to Japan, I sought out Lizzie and, after countless apologies on bended knee, she finally disclosed Josie's whereabouts—her favorite country.
I know Josie inside out: her favorite color, food, pet, and country—Japan.
Before my departure, Lizzie handed me a bag Josie had forgotten. Inside, I discovered a positive pregnancy test Lizzie had found in Josie's bag.
After that revelation, Lizzie hugged me and whispered, "Congrats, Hopey. Promise me you'll take care of my twin sister, or I'll break your bones."
Finding someone in a foreign country without any clue of their exact location posed a significant challenge. I used all my connections to track Josie down, despite her having changed her number and deleted all her social media accounts, complicating my search.
I contacted every hotel in Japan, inquiring about a woman named Josette Olivia Saltzman. None reported having a guest by that name. Resorting to "Josie Saltzman," I finally received a lead a week later: Josie had checked out of a hotel just thirty minutes earlier. However, reaching the hotel would take an hour.
I managed to arrive in under an hour. Josie had stayed at one of Tokyo's cheapest hotels and had left less than two hours prior. Frustrated, I found myself wandering the cold streets of Tokyo.
Then, I spotted a French bakery selling beignets—Josie's favorite, made with love.
I missed her and her beignets. I felt tears welling up.
That's when I bumped into her and cried on Josie's shoulder, realizing I had finally found her.
After dining at one of Tokyo's finest restaurants, we checked into the nearest hotel we could find.
We cuddled in bed, Josie lying on top of me while I massaged her head and played with her hair. We had fallen asleep earlier but were wide awake now.
"How did you find me?" she murmured against my neck.
"I used all my sources to contact every hotel around Japan," I sighed softly, inhaling Josie's amazing scent.
"What?!" she whispered sharply, glaring up at me, her cheeks flushed.
She's blushing. Cute.
"Don't worry about it. At least now you're safe here in my arms. That's all that matters," I grinned widely, kissing her blushing cheeks.
"What about the baby? How did Lizzie find out I'm pregnant?"
"You forgot your other bag in their home, and Lizzie said that she checked it if that bag is yours, she just confirmed that the bag is yours when she saw the picture of us, condoms, the pregnancy test that you took, and the sex toys that - hmph." Josie cuts me off by kissing me passionately.
"Thank you for not giving up on me, babe."
"I love you more than anything and I'm so stupid if I let myself give up on you."
"I love you too, so much."
We kissed passionately but it turns to a heated make-out session with matching dry humping and later on both of our clothes are scattered on the floor.
I found myself on top her pounding faster and harder, while her finger nails are busy scraping at my back in every deep thrust. While both of our tongue are busy fighting for dominance.
We only stopped making love when both of us reached our climaxed after saying each other names like a sin and a prayer.
"Want to watch the sunrise like we used to?" I asked, still deep inside her. She nodded and smiled.
We both dressed and she went ahead to the balcony of our hotel room. I made us coffee before joining her, wrapping my arms around her from behind and handing her a cup.
"Hope?" She said softly, as I gazed at the rising sun.
"What about your father?"
"Don't worry about him. We made an agreement that he would let me go to be with you and wouldn't bother us anymore. But I won't be the heiress of the Mikaelson Company."
I'd do anything for her.
"But, Hope—" She began to protest, but I cut her off by presenting a ring, dropping to one knee.
"Will you watch the sunrise with me for the rest of our lives?" I nervously asked, holding out the ring.
"Yes, Hope, yes!" She exclaimed happily. I sighed in relief and lifted her, spinning her around in joy.
The words, Japan, Nippon, Nihon all means “the origin of the sun” where the sun rises and that it is the reason why the country is often called the land of the rising sun. To the eyes of the Chinese people, Japan is in the direction where the sun rises.
Sometimes, you will find the one who will watch every sunrise with you until the sunset of your life.
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