Episode 12: You Have the Wrong Person

The abundant of natural light coming from the floor to ceiling windows behind the mysterious black figure made it hard to make out his facial features. In the darkness, I could see the figure glance up but then hung his head down again looking at a pile of papers neatly organized on his large desk.

Putting up his hand without looking up, he acknowledges our existence and then said, "Thank you, you may leave now." His voice was as smooth as ice but sounded just as cold. It sounds demanding and fully in control. It caught me off guard of how sexy it sounded. And this person was looking for me too?

The two women take a fast bow, "Thank you sir, have a nice day, we will take our leave now." I turn around with them, ready to leave but before I can make it to the two large doors, I hear a voice come from behind.

"And where do you think you're going Ms. Meilin?"

I stop in my tracks.

Why does that name feel so familiar? Where have I heard this name before? Eh, it's probably the name of one of the assistants I guess.

I continue walking towards the exit.

"What do you think you're doing? When I call you, you are supposed to be front and center before I even complete the sentence.", the voice behind me grows darker and very stern. The feeling is so similar to Aunt Vivian's that my body immediately stiffens.

"Yes ma'am", I say as a reflex mechanism.

The woman in the white shirt nudges my shoulder and gives me a confused look.

"Ma'am?", she says in a hushed voice.

I squint my eyes in embarrassment. Did I really just call this guy, 'ma'am'.. Maybe if I close my eyes hard enough, this will all just be a embarrassing dream, right? I'll wake up soon, right?....

The mysterious guy lets out a long, loud sigh. "Ms. Meilin, what is your problem today? Are you not feeling well?"

Why have this guy's tone change so abruptly? Why does it sound sincere, with worry and care? Just one second ago he was yelling at me to be punctual but now he's worried about my health? Just who is this man?

"Uh...I..uh..", I point to myself, "me?"

"Yes, that is the name your parents gave you, right? It's on your birth certificate. It's on your resume." The man pinches the bridge of his nose, "I don't have time to play your little games today Ms. Meilin."

"Uh, my name is Mulanie...I think you have me confused with someone else."

"You two may take your leave. Thank you for your hard work today.", the man nodded at the two women.

The women swiftly left and softly closed the door but before they did, they sent me a smirk. What is the smirk about?

The gaze of the mysterious man returned to me. He slouched in his chair and let out another sigh. "Meilin, seriously-"

"My name is not Meilin, it is Mulanie! M-U-L-A-N-I-E! Sorry sir but you have the wrong person!" I turn back around and start heading towards the double doors. As I pull on the doors, a force from behind closes the doors back, startling me.

"What do you think you're doing?" I can feel the heat of the other person behind. I can feel the steady breath of someone else on the back of my neck. I can almost taste the cologne he is wearing. This is far too close for comfort. Everything is becoming so overwhelming.

I slowly turn around to face the person who is at fault for my uneasiness and my weird thoughts..."Oh!...Um, do you need something?" I quickly hold my breathe and look the other way, somewhere off into the distance to avoid eye contact.

He has both his arms leaning against the door, with me in between them. He is so close.

OH MY GOD this man is gorgeous! That pitch black hair swooped to one side, Those piercing light brown eyes, those broad shoulders that could smother me, the way he left the top button of his shirt unbuttoned, his rolled up sleeves, his creased perfectly fitting pants, and his unusually clean shoes. How can such a person exist but not only exist, but be so close to my face.

"Yes, I need something.", his voice snapped my back from reality. I smack my cheeks twice with my palm.

He brings his face closer to mine and looks me straight in the eyes. He then says, "I need you."

Something warm touches my lips. So seductively, so lustful. Is this how a kiss feels? With every kiss from the man whom I still don't know his name, becomes more forceful as if he's trying to devour me.

This feels wrong, I need to stop this. I am not the girl he loves. This isn't meant for me, this is not love meant for me, it's for someone else.

I try to push him away from me but he only pulled me forwards him forcefully. He wraps his large arms around me, making me immobile. I can't move, I can't push him away from me.

There is a tug at my tee-shirt and soon the coldness of the room hits my exposed torso. A stinging sensation from my neck sends a shock wave all through my body. This feels so wrong but so right.

What is happening to me?

I can't hold my breathe any longer. I need to breath before I pass out. I didn't even notice that I was holding my breathe for that long. My vision starts to get blurry. Did I forget my glasses again? I touch my face where my glasses would sit and I indeed had them on. So why is my vision getting blurry? My legs feel like jello, I don't think I can stand up much longer, I need to sit.

"Sorry, I can't remem- I can't feel- I ca-"

"Hey! Hey Meilin! Meilin do you hear me? Hey wake up! Please oh God!" The fading voice I hear before everything goes black.