04: Antiseptic

Mystique stared gaped at the man, completely unaware of the many eyes watching the two encounter. She blinked, how could she forget such a face.

Those dark, cloudless orbs, that dark black hair, that straight pointed nose, those Sharp jawlines, those tempting lips, that bold, firm frame, those muscled arms that once had her caged for a night, that daring gaze.

She gulped.

Even if her memories had been wiped out, that face would still be printed on her mind.

"What do you seek in here?" The coldness in his voice was what snapped Mystique back to reality as she raised an eyebrow, showing she didn't catch what the other man had said. 

"Sorry, come again?" Mystique grilled and the man rolled his eyes, installing his hands into his pockets. His face holding no emotions, his eyes cloaked with frost and searing. Mystique gulped again. Maybe this wasn't the man she met at the bar that night.

"I do not repeat my self" his deeply and manly voice articulated.

Mystique nodded to herself, if this man was going to pretend they didn't share a night, then she could also play that game. It was only but a one-night stand anyway, they were not supposed to meet, ever. Mystique cleared her throat and smiled widely, making the man frown. She wondered what his position was in this big company. "I am here to return these files to Mr. Gracias. He forgot them at a restaurant two days ago" she held the documents up but they were immediately smashed out of her hand by the cold person.

How rude...!

From the corner of her eyes, she could see how Mr. Gracias was sweating badly, his throat making a gulping sound as he watched his boss look through the files. Mystique crossed her arms over her chest. Why did they all look so afraid? It wasn't like he was gonna kill them.

"Thank your lucky stars" the cold person threw the file to Mr. Gracias who caught them without ease. "Go now!" He ordered and the poor guys briskly left the place. The lady followed when she saw the scowl she was getting.

Now, left in the lobby were two individuals as both gazed abruptly at each other. One holding confusion with mixed emotions while the other's gaze held nothing, his emotions hid behind a poker face.

Suddenly, it felt suffocating for Mystique, who tore her eyes away from the pricing look she was getting from the other. What should she say, was she even supposed to say anything. How about just leaving like she never met the man before, that would make everything less awkward. Deciding, she turned to leave till his deep voice held her down on his tracks.

"If you hadn't shown that file, I would have said you were stalking me" with every word that left his mouth, was dripping with the harshness that sent a chilling shiver down her spine.

Mystique sharply turned. "What do you mean by that, why would I want to waste my time with such. Seems like I even saved you ass from getting fired earlier if I had shown up later. Seems like something bad was gonna happen"

The cold person sported a cunning smirked. "More like something bad was gonna happen to the one who lost the file" 

Mystique shook her disapprovingly. "You are weird"

"Since you have returned the file, you can leave now. You are no longer needed" the cold man said while she gaped at him in astonishment.

"You want me to leave?" Mystique grilled, not understanding the man.

The cold person smirked as he stood a threatening step forward while the other person stepped back. "Why?, You want us to continue from where we ended that night, you want to be paid for your services?"

"How dare you speak to me like that. If I hadn't been drunk that night. I would have never let you touch me asshole" She fired back at him but, suddenly she saw how the man's eyes turned a darker color and the next moment, she was pressed against the wall roughly, making her out a groan in pain from the sudden impact while the man hovered over her, staring deadly at her with his cold eyes. 

This man was ice block.

"If I recall clearly, I can still remember you moaning beneath me as I pound into you" the cold person moved closer to the other ear whispering while Mystique stood unmoving as she felt the hair on her back stood straight. Her breath got caught in her throat as she couldn't seem to form words out of her mouth.

"What?, Has the cat got your tongue. You were running your mouth a few minutes ago" the man continued with his torment against her ear, biting his earlobe, sending a pleasurable shiver down her core, as a flashback of that night came rushing to her head in full force. 

"Since you can't speak, we could use your pretty mouth for something else" that pulled Mystique out from her trace as she pushed the man away.

"I will not let you treat me like a whore!" 

The cold man smirked. "Are you not?. Drinking in a bar, getting drunk, throwing yourself at random strangers for sex, getting paid. I think that's the list of what a whore would do, Miss Mystique Miller"

Her eyes widened. The bastard even knew her name, while she knew nothing of the other man.

"You know my name?"

The man smirked in satisfaction. He seemed to be smirking a lot, she noticed. This man was a complete bastard. "Unlike you, I intend to know the people I sleep with. That was why I paid you, you are a slut"

"I didn't ask for your money" Mystique shut her eyes, trying her best to control her anger.

"Oh no you didn't but I don't see you returning the money"

Mystique cursed her luck. If she knew she was going to meet the man sooner, she would have never touched the cheque but at least, her only family was saved. For once, she had to lower her pride and receive all the insult this man had to offer. "I used it to save my Uncle's life"

"So, you are poor?"

"How is that any of your business. Judging from the way you are acting now, I'm beginning to doubt you had that money legally!" She voiced in aggression.

"Trust me, I didn't get it legally," the man said seriously, in a manner that would make anyone believe his words.

She shut and opened her eyes "I do not have time for this. I only touched half of that money, I will send the rest when I have it" Mystique turned to leave but the chillness person stopped her.

"you don't have to return it. Maybe you might need it for your mother one day" with that, the abrasive person walked pass her to the elevator, eyeing her in a challenging manner as the doors of the elevator shut on their own. 

Such a bastard...!

Xoxoxo xoxoxo xoxoxo 

Finally stepping out of the huge building, Mystique held her arms wide open with her eyes shut as she felt the cool and fresh breeze made of nature caress her soft cheeks. Finally, he could escape that torture she was feeling inside that building, which was filled with cold and rude human beings.

"Hey!" She heard a voice greet and she turned Sharply to find Mr. Gracias, smiling brightly at her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you"

"No, You didn't scare me"

Mr. Gracias stepped closer. "I do not know who you are but you are Godsend. You don't know how grateful I am for what you did for me back there. You saved my job"

Mystique blushed at the thought of someone calling her a God-sent. She was only being nice as that was her nature, unlike some people. "Its nothing, I would have done it for anyone"

"You deserve a proper thank you. How about I buy you lunch, it's completely on me" Mr. Gracias proposed and she raised her eyebrows questioningly. "It's not a date, I assure you"

Mystique shrugged. "I can't say no to free food" 

Mr. Gracias clenched his hands together. "Perfect, I will meet you tomorrow at the restaurant"

"Yeah, tomorrow is fine" then, she remembered something. "Mr. Gracias, who was that man earlier. You know, the one yelling at you before?" she chose her words wisely, she didn't want to make it seem like she was stalking the guy.

Mr. Gracias' expression took a sudden turn. "That's my boss, the CEO of Ps Cooperation"

And that my people, was how Mystique's mouth hit the floor hard as she stood unblinking. CEO!? She freaking had a one-night stand with a freaking CEO of a big company, who paid her a huge amount of money. Now, she knew the source of his cash.

"Are you okay? " Mr. Gracias enquired worriedly, seeing the other's bewildered expression.

Mystique nodded her head, coming out from her dumb state "Yes yes, I am perfectly fine and kicking. I better get going now. I will meet you at the restaurant tomorrow"

"Okay, am Gracias Alan by the way" he bought his hand out for a handshake which she returned with a bright smile.

"Mystique Miller" 

As both turned on their heels, none noticed the extra body witnessing their little encounter from the highest part of the building.