Over a week ago I got a message from Hiro, that he would be coming back in few days. I wrote him a text four days ago, and there was still no answer. I was getting anxious. I knew that he had around 30 people by his side to protect him and fight for him, if they had to, but the more time had passed the more I was scared. All the dark thoughts surrounded me creating visions that I would never see him again. Of course, I quickly tried to laugh from it, telling myself that everything was going to be fine. Nevertheless, it was a war going on… everything was possible.
I couldn't focus on my morning training again. I kept glimpsing on the phone which infuriated Jay. After his nagging I finally told him, what I was so anxious about.
“Hey, take it easy! Not replying to your message only means he is busy,” he declared casually.
“I know, but… I just had this weird feeling… Did he contact you? It would put me at ease, if he did...&rdq
Hiro burst into my salon hurriedly dropping off his jacket along the way. He came straight to me. I thought that I should greet him somehow, but he interrupted me with passionate kisses. He grabbed the back of my head pulling me close and not letting me run away from his grasp. One moment he stopped and threw me against the nearest wall, I was so overwhelmed I couldn't say a single word. He also stood silent, just gazed at me so intensively that I had trouble breathing. He abruptly took off his shirt, came close and started kissing me again. His hands moved across my body caressing my breasts, waist, and thighs…There was something terrifying in his gaze, he looked like a devil who was trying to devour me. He acted feverishly, without any gentleness, but I shamelessly submitted to whatever he wanted to do with me giving back his caressing and kisses.He forcefully torn the top of my dress along the neckline revealing my naked chest and began fondling and squeezi
I woke up and there was no Hiro by my side. I panicked, my mind became instantly filled with thoughts that something happened and he had to leave again… Then I heard some noises coming from the kitchen. I got up, wrapped myself in sheets, and right after that I went to check out what was happening.I walked towards the kitchen and smiled, relieved. Hiro was standing by the stove, cooking. He was wearing jeans, and casual shirt… and looked sexy as ever. He noticed me as soon as I stepped a foot outside the bedroom and turned around smirking.“What a lovely gown you are wearing,” he commented on my hurriedly made bedsheet design dress that made me look more like a burrito.“I only wanted to know… if you are still here…” I muttered slightly embarrassed.“I promise not to leave your side, at least for a longer while,” he smiled alluringly.My heart instantly started to jump like crazy, I g
After Hiro left, I felt like my rational part of mind took absolute control over my body. I guess there was something like a “protect the heart” button inside of me, and the system work, it worked too well. I became absolutely indifferent.I texted Jay to make an appointment for the next training, since I already missed the one that was supposed to be at 6 AM, he proposed for our practice to be in the late afternoon, I agreed. I wanted to focus on something, anything other than thinking.Nevertheless, it was only noon, and there were tons of thoughts colliding inside my mind. Most of them were annoying, they were all giving me arguments showing how pathetic I was. But the most irritating thing was, that I wasn't able to shut them up.“Ana, do you know what it means if someone is fine with risking your life just so he could prove to himself that it was ok to share information with you? It means that he doesn't give a shit about you! It means tha
I couldn't sleep the whole night. My mind was building a shield around me to protect me against the enemies I might meet inside Hiro's company. Nonetheless, I found that moment a turning point in everything that involved Hiro and my current situation. I got up, washed, and wore a light peach, slightly flared shirtdress.He knocked on my door at half past seven AM, then we went down together to his car. He behaved strangely normal, which was absolutely odd for him, complementing my dress, or asking me if I slept well. I tried replying naturally, but somehow I became stiff every time he got closer to me. He was acting like a gentleman, opening every door, and letting me go first. He smiled all the way like it was the most natural way he behaved on the daily basis. For me, replying to his smile was one of the hardest things I had ever done.He opened the front door of his black Porsche and helped me get in, then he sat behind the wheel, and we drove away. He kept glancing
Hiro gazed at Aya and me trying to greet each covering our mutual hostility. I kept wondering if he knew that I wasn't Aya's favorite to begin with, and now I could feel her expression, each time she glanced at me, was getting colder with every second I stood by Hiro. Was it jealousy? Could it be, that she wanted him all for herself and now, some “bimbo” showed up trying to steal someone who was precious to her? Or maybe she simply didn't want him disturbed and unable to focus on their mutual goal? Whatever her reason was, she found me a nuisance.“I want Ana to have unlimited access to TK,” Hiro dropped the bomb.Aya looked at him, stunned. She stood silently for a while, trying to comprehend Hiro's words.“You must be joking, right?” she replied suddenly, irritated.“I mean it,” Hiro stated firmly.She looked at him, like she was hoping to read the truth from his eyes, then took a deep breath and gl
“Could… could you repeat what have you said just now?” I hoped to hear some clarification, or correction of Hiro's previous words.“You once asked me, if there was anything you can do for me… Well, I found you an opportunity,” he smirked.I still had no idea what was Hiro thinking, but I already saw millions of flashing warning signs saying, “Danger ahead!” and I truly felt I should pay attention to those this time. I couldn't tell what did he want me to do exactly, but there was one thing that my writer's brain already assumed…“Are you going to use me as a bait?!” I prayed that he would deny it.“Oh, don't like it when you say it so harshly… but yes,” he smiled wickedly.I felt I had to sit down before I collapse I walked few steps forward and already felt that my knees were weak, I fell on a sofa. Hiro sat right beside me and stroked my head.“I
The next day I woke up restless, but somehow, I naively felt needed, and that became my main motivation to face my doubts and fears. I went down, the car was already there waiting for me. It was the first time I went to TK alone… Well, the driver took me there, but he didn't count.My hands and knees were shaking, my hearted pounded like I was about to have a heart attack, and I was unable to take a deeper breath. Hiro gave me a precise instruction how to enter the company on my own, but I still hoped there would be someone familiar to help me get there. I looked around with pleading eyes. There were few people inside the reception, and few going to the elevators, but none of them seemed to be going down… below floor level 0.Hiro told me to take the first elevator on the left, and that I would better wait, so that I would go there alone. I passed that elevator two times pretending that I was waiting for someone. That felt pathetic.“Of cours
When I went back from TK I made myself a huge mug of strong coffee and started to memorize as many people and their data as possible. Obviously, I knew this wouldn't be ease. I had to come up with a system that would help me remember. After some thinking I figured that I should use one thing that I was certain of, and that was writer's creativity. I decided to stick to associations, so I could match some facts about those people… in the stupider way the better.“Ginger-hair Elliot Walton, purchasing department… He reminds me of a squirrel gathering nuts… I would call him Mr. Squirrel. Then we have… Harvey Brown, Nolan Fortin's deputy, sniper… He looks unpleasant… sneaky… a sneaky-sniper… I will call him Mr. Sneaky-Lizard!” I used my imagination to the fullest.Soon I created my very own imaginary zoo… I had pointy, short haired engineer - Ms. Hedgehog, 6.6 feet tall Mr. Giraffe from IT, and a bi