Chapter Two

The sun began to shine through the window of my room. My eyes refusing to open due to the rays leaking in. Hearing my alarm blaring next to my head, I know I have to get up for work. I sigh.

"Huh, only two hours of sleep."

Lifting myself off my bed my muscles hurt like crazy, I try to stretch it out. Looking at myself I'm still dress in my clothes from last night. I had bought this especially just for David I thought he would finally want me if I wore it. Now this white lace mini skirt and black tube top are trash, worthless. Stripping I go to throw it away when that man flashes before my eyes. I glance at the card on my dresser. I sigh again, maybe I won't throw them away, it was the most I had ever spent on an outfit. instead I toss them into the dirty pile. I shower and get ready for work. The mail room is so busy today. Glam and Fashion News Weekly, a magazine that writes on high class trends and celebrities. We receive mail daily with requests, tips on celebrities, and other documents. My dream is someday to be a journalist but, for now I just deliver the mail.

"Anna, You're late!" My boss shouts over the stack of documents.

The room is small with walls covered with mail box slots where we separate and place incoming mail to the right departments. Today though there is so many bags of mail delivered that the bags are still stacked up in a corner waiting to be separated, but first we got to make room.

"I am so sorry Mrs. O'Conner It won't happen again." I can't lose this job so I don't care how much I need to grovel. Because if I am fired here I will never be a writer. She might not have much influence but, she has been here a long time. She's a straight-laced woman, always wearing a business suit even though we work in the mail room where we have no dress code. Her hair always pulled back in a bun too. If I displease her, she can report me to the hire ups and I will most likely never have a chance. Though being here as long as I have I feel as if I will never get a shot anyway.

"Fine get to work." She says sternly pointing to the piles of mail.

"Thank you, I will start right away!" I quickly put my stuff away and start loading up executive documents to be delivered. "I will be back." I holler behind me.

"Miss Darkz that outfit is unacceptable." Mrs. O'Connor looks up over her documents at me. This woman is always judging my clothes but it's not like I am exposing anything. The black skirt is only an inch above my knees and it isn't even tight and my top is square cut frill blouse. I prefer clothes that are more feminine and breathable. My hairs tied up in a loose messy styled bun. What the hell, is she some kind of prude? I look back at her bun and pants suit, I mumble to myself leaving with my precious documents. I head to top floor and begin distributing the mail.

The day turns to night, tiredly I leave the building. Sigh, what the hell was all that mail today. Guess I should head home. Not like I have anything to do anymore after work, another sigh escapes, but no one is around to hear it any more. Dragging my feet, I glace at stores as I walk alone. Looking up the road I see Hashiro Cyber Tech Advertising Building ahead. Thinking back to it the card said CEO Hashiro right? Never mind, forget about that night; I shake my head. I look around for any distraction when I see the park across the street. The sun just starting to fall in the horizon. Maybe I will just watch it go down relaxing in the park for a bit. I walk through, there are many beautiful oak trees. I follow the trail looking around as the sun glistens a golden hue through the trees, a single flower lays alone in the grass. Liking its beautiful orange color; I pick it since it was lonely too. Oh, is that a river I never noticed it before. Walking over to the wooden white bridge I lean over the rail and watch the stream flow under. Sigh; no fish, I gently release the flower watching it float down to the stream and watch it float away under the bridge. The wind blowing lightly, Hmmm This feels nice. The wind blows my hair as I release it from the tie that keeps it held up as I face into the wind. Watching the sun, leaning against the bridge railing I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, wanting to take it all in. Something big and warm sudden wrap around my waist, Aaaah! Screaming out trying to struggle away, I hear a chuckle in my ear.

"Relax angel." The deep elegant voice echoes in my ear and the subtle smell of vanilla and musky wood and cigarette smoke surrounds me instantly. Barley about to turn around I see the sun glisten in those amber eyes.

"Ren Hashiro"; I gasp. Trying to pull his arms from around me I wiggle and struggle.

"What are you doing?" I shout panicked

"What do you think I doing?" I feel him kiss my neck teasingly.

I become numb to his touch unable to resist the feeling. I feel my face blush as I recline to accept his teasing. My heart races as if it will burst from my chest I don't know what to do. He wouldn't try something like that out here, would he? Trying to glance back I see what looks like an endearing and apologetic smile on his face. Why does he look at me that way?

"Mr. Hashiro, please let me go." I feel his hands loosen. Stepping away I turn and look at him the sun has set. Only the park lights, light up the bridge as I stare in those eyes. Only sound of crickets and our breaths fill the silence. I remember last night feeling my face get hot as he gazes at me. I shift my gaze. "I'm sorry it's late I will be going, good bye Mr. Hashiro." Turning to walk away, my body is jerked into his embrace, his lips once again seeking mine. His eyes staring into mine I feel a fire in them and his arm tightening around me more every second as I'm pulled tightly against him the other hand beginning to slowly explore the silhouette of my body. I can't, not here, not like this! I feel pain in my hand,. he, taken back lets me goof me. Did I just smack him? Grabbing my own hand, I run home. Thankful he's not following me.

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First time I have ever been struck. I feel so amused and excited as I watch her run away. Go ahead and run angel you'll see me again.

Welcome home Lord Feng, a group of men bow as always when I walk into the estate.

"Lord Feng you need to see this report."

"Mike I will look at it in the back."

"Of course," the small man with a kind smile named Mike follows me and Maliki to my room. Damn my cheek still stings. Going to the bathroom I see her hand print still visible. I happened to take a stroll after work just wanting to get a breather when I saw golden hair fluttering in the wind before my eyes. I stood watching her my angel as the darkness was consuming her body barely visible. My heart raced I wanted her as much as a breath of fresh air. I needed to touch her. I wanted to hold her close, to feel her fit perfectly with me once more. But she even dares to refuse me by trying to get away, this made me want to tease her all that more. Excited before I knew what I was doing I was trying to have my way with her. Hearing her plea to let go as she stopped fighting though I felt broken I knew I should have just ignored her presence. But I couldn't let her leave when she said good bye. I didn't want to let her go and before I knew it myself I had hold of her again ready to make her mine right there. I never expected her to reject me to the point that she'd smack me so suddenly. I bust out laughing thinking about how my angel was like a tiger ready to claw me down. Maliki and Mike look at me as if I have two heads. Composing myself I stifle my laughter, god this is just too fun. However, Mike hands over the documents, glancing over them my feeling of amusement vanishes.

"Is this for real" I look at them sternly.

"Yes, big brother, according to the evidence we found someone is selling these drugs in our territory."

"Find these bastards that are making it and selling it. Make them pay dearly." I close the file pushing it back into Mikes chest.

I can feel my own blood lust build up, I'll kill these fuckers who dare to use our name to distribute drugs in my area. With my order, Mike leaves Maliki and I alone.

"Ren there's something else." Maliki says after Mike has left, approaching me seriously.

"What!" Maliki hands the document he had been holding to me, I see it's what I ask for after last night, thumbing through it I go sit by the window. Heh, this is perfect.