ELYSE P.O.V

The hallway was very quiet and appeared to be empty when the elevator doors opened, stopping exactly at the 98th floor. It was also partially dark, which made me anxious because I'm still afraid of the dark.

Even though I was holding a folder, I just touched my two arms. Damn, why was my heart beating so quickly; it seemed nervous. Before knocking on a black door, I simply shook my head till I reached it.

I knocked three times without receiving a response, so I slowly took hold of the doorknob and touched it to open the door. When I did, the light office room opened up to me, and I walked in until I was in the middle of it, peering around every corner of the workspace.

"Who told you to enter my office without my permission?"

Suddenly, my body shook at the sound of that frightful voice. I stepped back because it appeared that the woman was pointing me to the wrong floor, but I didn't respond and instead slowly circled back and walked silently out of the office.

I stopped moving and straightened up as if I had turned into a statue when he asked me again, "I'm asking you." It's a good thing I turned around or I could have seen his face, and given how chilly his voice was, it might have been a ghost.

"I think I got the wrong office I'm sorry..." I answered calmly and still stammered as I turned my back.

"Face me, woman."

My whole body tensed up even more at what he said, making me slouch even more. I calculated one, two, and three in my head before running to the door at the same time as I heard something click.

I looked at the door that was closed. I was sure that if I ran to the door and turned the doorknob, I would be able to get out. I turned the doorknob to open it, but was surprised that no matter how I turned it, it would not open. I then thought of a way to avoid seeing him.

Even though I was terrified, I closed my eyes and faced him with my head down and tightly gripping the folders I was holding in my hand.

"Don't try to open that door, because you can't open that until you face me, lady."

"Stupid, what are you doing? I want you to face me, not bow your head to me." My two legs couldn't bear it, so I just sat on the floor. I don't know why I'm so weak in everything. My hand trembled, and I appeared pale.

"Hey." He called, and I look up at him while a tear was running down my cheek.

"I-I didn't do anything...so why did you call me dumb and w-why do you seem a-angry with me?" I cried as I informed him, I peered into his gray eyes, I could sense disbelief, sadness, and a range of emotions as he studied my face.

"D-damn....w-wife." He said softly and without saying a word he came to me and knelt in front of me while I was still crying.

"W-who is you....why did you call me wife.." I cried because I couldn't stop crying.

"Oh god...wife, I'm sorry to stop crying." He said and wiped my tears with his two thumbs.

I dropped the folders I was carrying suddenly he picked me up so I was shocked to cling to his neck.

"Why are you lifting me?" I innocently asked him, who was now walking to a door and he opened it, I saw it was a room.

He laid me down on the bed so I sat there while he was in front of me so I looked up at him.

"Who are you?" I asked him while still looking at him.

"I'm your husband." He replied that I frowned because of what he said, since when did I have a husband? I asked in my mind.

"Huh? Maybe you're just wrong mister, I don't have a husband yet but I have a child." I proudly answered him when I saw him smile.

"You're still innocent as before wife." He said before leaning down and kissing me on the lips. I turned my head away from him before speaking.

"Why are you eating my lips? You have lips, just eat them." I said making him laugh out of nowhere.

"Damn wife, you're making me crazy." He said laughing.

"Huh? I'm not a witch to make you crazy." I told him.

He suddenly stopped laughing and looked straight at me before grabbing my two arms and pushing me onto the bed so now his two hands are resting on either side of me while his knees are bent on the bed and he is looking into my eyes.

"Wife, are you sure I'm not dreaming?" He questioned, but I didn't respond.

"See, you're not answering... I don't want to sleep anymore, because maybe when I wake up, you won't be in my sight." He murmured, running over to me and nuzzling his head into my neck, He wasn't heavy because his body appeared to be in balance, therefore he wasn't big.

"Wife... I miss you, don't leave me again." I could feel his breath on my neck as he spoke quietly,

"I hope all this is true, that I'm hugging you right now." He added more.

"It's true that you hugged me, mister..." I weakly answered him.

"Yeah I know, I can feel your warm body to mine, I can also smell your natural fragrance... You're still smelling just like before." He said and laid down next to me before grabbing me by the waist and hugging me tightly.

"Did we meet before?" I asked him. "Yes, you're my wife." He answered.

"Really? Did we get married? where did we get married?" I asked him the next question.

"Don't ask just sleep."

"But I can't sleep, it's still early, so you can sleep mister because you look so tired," I said back to him.

"If I fall asleep will you watch over me until I have a good night's sleep?" He asked and smelled my neck.

"Yes, I'm your secretary, so it's part of my job to follow the boss's orders," I said softly.

"Is that so? If so, will you obey when I say that we both can sleep together?" he asked.

"Hmmm.. okay," I answered him without hesitation before facing him sideways so his macho chest was exposed to me and I could feel how big his arms were wrapped around my waist.

We were both very silent as time passed; I just closed my eyes and felt the tightness of his hug, as if he didn't want to let go. I eventually nodded off because I was sleepy and short on sleep.

After some time, I felt something heavy on my leg and slowly opened my eyes to see the man's adonis face. It wasn't until then that I realized he was the man who called me a wife and spoke in a chilly tone; he was also my boss.

His lips were so naturally red, and his eyelashes were so lovely to look at, that I raised my hand and ran my index finger over his pointed nose. I couldn't help but wonder what connection I have with him.

I don't know how many minutes I glanced at his very gorgeous face and I carefully lifted his heavy leg from my leg before I got up and stood up to check the time.

Even if there is not much equipment in the room, it can be viewed elegantly, after taking a glance around.

When I noticed that it was 11, my eyes grew wide as I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall next to the large clock. Even though it was 11:00 AM, they were still arriving home, so I abruptly got up and headed up to the door.

Because it was still warm there, I reasoned that my son may have waited a long time at the gate and that something may have happened to him. He may also still be ill, and it's not appropriate for him to become overheated in the sun.

As soon as I exited the bedroom, I went to his office door and saw that it was open. Without giving it any further thought, I opened it and entered the elevator.

When I entered the elevator, I immediately pressed the first floor's number 1, which opens immediately. After a short while, nobody appeared to notice me because they were mostly preoccupied with their current tasks.

I simply left the company and, once outside, where I could see the road, I flagged down a taxi to take me straight to my son's school.

Before holding my breath due to the unfavorable thoughts that crossed my mind that my son might have been a student at their school, I immediately informed the taxi driver of the name of my son's school when I got in.

"Miss, we're here." I just came back from my trance when the driver spoke and I saw outside the window I was already at my son's school.

"Just wait, I'll just take my son and we'll go to the car." I calmly said to the driver, and he nodded, so I got out of the taxi and walked closer to the gate.

I saw that there was no one, so I looked around until my eyes stopped at a boy who was on the side of the gate while hugging his knees It was only then that I realized that the boy was my son.

I immediately approached him and measured him before holding his arm and as soon as I held him I felt as if he would burn me with his heat, my heart suddenly beat fast.

"Son..." I called him and slowly lifted his head and it was as if the earth and the sky fell when I saw that his white uniform was full of blood and his nose was still dripping with black blood, I was in tears I'm just out of fear.

"Oh god, son, I'm sorry mom arrive late...don't let what happened before happen again," I said and I immediately picked him up and quickly went to the taxi I took earlier.

"P-please take us to the nearest hospital here, my son is in danger...." I tearfully told the driver.

"Yes ma'am." He answered and quickly started the car, I hugged and hugged my son in my lap while tears were running down his face eye

"Son.....don't let go, don't leave mommy." I cried while kissing his forehead.