Description: The morning after, things are changing and soon you both will find out who hold the real power and who might actually be the total stranger.
When you woke the next morning you felt completely refreshed but a bit sore. Memories rushed back to your mind the events from last night causing your heart beat to quicken. Finally mark stopped his ravenous torture and sent your body involuntarily to heaven. As you fully began to regain consciousness you noticed your temporary room was empty. Mark was nowhere to be found. Suddenly the room felt drafty to you its emptiness feeling a bit uncomfortable to you. Still naked you reached for your phone noticing you had missed another call from your father. What shocked you was the time twenty minutes past eleven. You had never slept so late before. Reaching out to remove your cover you trudged to the bathroom feeling a slight twinge in your lower stomach an additional reminder of how your body was adjusting to this new found change.
Showering to remove the leftover sweat residue from the night your mind wandered back to childhood memories that you found most fond. Looking down you reached for you necklace that adorned that very special “M”. You took it in your hands placing a soft kiss on the letter as slow tears escaped your eyes mixing with the stream of water from your shower. “I’m sorry”, you whispered to yourself as well as a slight condolence to the one you betrayed.
You took your time in the shower letting the water run hot until it was replaced with only cold water both feeling great against your skin removing the manageable stiffness that lingered. Drying off you reached for your clothes feeling the need to completely cover yourself as a sadness still overcome you as a reality of what happened set in. You walked into the kitchen to see mark fully dressed in a suit facing his laptop his back towards you.
He didn’t bother to turn around “Well I am glad you decided to join the world today”, he replied in a smug tone.
You said nothing moving past him sniffling as you reached to make you a cup of coffee. His eyes immediately went to you “I didn’t hurt you did I?” slight fear was audible in his voice as he stood up to get a better view of you. Still you said nothing. You felt his arms hesitantly reach out to your sides turning you to face him.
“Answer me”, he said his voice stern laced with concern at the pain he might have caused you.
You didn't know why but it made you want to cry. A big lump began to swell in your throat, you felt awful but relaxed at the same time and the scariest thing of all is you felt open to him. So incredibly vulnerable. You continued to avoid his gaze.
Mark reached for you chin pulling your face to meet his eyes “Did I hurt you y/n?” His eyes were as soft as his voice as he cooed you. Another tear slipped from your eye and he immediately pulled you into his arms rubbing your back as he did so.
The words rushed from your mouth muffled sobs into his chest “No no. ii..it was good, It felt good I felt good, I jj..ust don’t feel good now. I feel like I was being selfish, I made someone a promise and I didn’t kee.pp it.”, you sobbed harder as he soothed you.
After moments more you caught you hold and began to dry your tears as you came to. Why were you crying in front of this man you barely knew? One whom honestly did nothing to you beside fill you with immense pleasure? And as much as you hated to admit it to yourself you hoped he would do it again.
His fingertips made a trail from your back to your neck tracing the faint bruises he left on you and stopped to grip the “M” that lay at your chest.
He pulled back so that you could meet his face, “Who is he?”
You knew what he meant but you couldn’t force yourself to answer. It was a touchy subject and one that you couldn’t bear to tell this total stranger about just now. For one thing you knew of mark through him. Mark knew exactly who “M” was but somehow majority of your influence on “M” remained a mystery to Mark.
You pushed his hand away, shaking your head refusing to answer “It doesn’t matter”, you stated matter of factly.
He scoffed at this releasing you all together “Doesn’t matter. Sure thing. We had incredible sex and you wake up crying over him instead of at least ensuring me that I didn’t harm you!” He was a bit annoyed to say the least. Returning to his laptop mumbling how ‘unbelievable’ you were. You returned to your cup and tried to rummage for something to eat but you could feel his cold stare against your back. It was like daggers were being inched into you as he followed your every move. Finally you settled for an untoasted bagel.
“Just remember you still have work to do”, his voice was almost masked with his harsh strokes to his keyboard as he furiously typed whatever it was that he was working on.
Needless to say you woke up on the wrong side of the bed and he had his panties in a wad.
As the afternoon stretched on you stayed content lazy trudging your way through the house finding random things of Mark interesting. You found an empty room to which was locked, and that had peaked your interest. You were sure that when you and Mark were on better terms you would get him to open it to feed your curiosity. You also wandered into a huge walk in closet that was big enough to hold someone’s small apartment. You entered feeling engulfed with what is now the familiar smell of mark. Since last night you felt like you could feel him everywhere. Smell him everywhere, almost as if his very being surrounded you. The room was engulfed with suits and ties and many collared shirts fit for any bachelor. Feeling the fabrics and reveling in the smell of the expensive clothes you stumbled upon a picture of Mark and 3 other guy friends. He was shirtless on a beach his hair dyed a sandy blonde then and they were all laughing. Looking carefree, young teenagers who had not a single care in the world. They looked so youthful and drunk of happiness. You hadn’t realized at first but you knew one of the boys in the photo. It was Matthew, your Matthew, the special “M” you held so dear. Picking up the picture you stared at it for what felt like an eternity. He was so beautiful handsome even then, exactly as your remembered him. His arm was draped across Mark’s shoulders as the other was draped with a boy shorter than them both with dark brown hair.
You froze as you felt a breath on your neck, “How long are you going to stare at that picture?” he asked.
You backed away from him setting the picture back in its place “You looked so young there”, you said picking a spot on the floor and finding it to be a diamond in the rough. Hearing the smile in his voice as he replied “I was, I was about 17 here, I remember this day very well actually”. He too was looking at the picture fondly now.
“Who are they? The boys in the picture?” you questioned hoping he would talk more so you had time to hide your emotions.
“Some old friends of mine”, he began pointing to each individual calling their names as he did so. “Tucker the short one, Nazzy and I are still close, and Tan” he said his name last, you knew Mark was going to know him by some other name that was normal for him to keep secrets.
“Are you still friends with him?”, you nodded your head toward the boy Tan in the picture.
“Umm na he kind of disappeared a while ago, bad deal I guess.” he began walking around the rest of his closest searching for something.
“Bad deal? What happened?” you continued to inquire as he pulled a pant suit out of a soft gray color and a aqua tie to stand contrast against the white shirt he paired with it. “Dunno I was young I don’t know all of the details but my father does, he thought it best not to tell me”.
“Why?” he continued seeing as you seemed a bit too curious about one of his stranger friends.
You strugged ingnoring him turning to walk out of the room and give him privacy. “Don’t go far Y/N!” “We have a meeting with Ms. Kim at 8, and you will be there. Strictly. On my behalf.” he made it clear through his eyes that you were to be on your best behavior. But something else lay there beneath the surface of his look, a warning, or even a hidden punishment of sorts.
“I have what I want you to wear on your bed, be sure to eat enough before you dress. You will need all your energy”.
