Chapter 3: Chapter three: She's stuck in my thoughts

Leonard stared in her direction for a while. He watched as her figure disappeared in the parking lot before he returned to arranging his papers. He could still smell her presence hovering like a cloud around him.

Something about her caught his attention, and it wasn't her make-up because she didn't have much on, nor was it the fact she seemed soft, like a baby powder.

He couldn't help but wonder why she was actually in tears. Leonard wasn't a guy who paid attention to women. To him, they were just there for pleasure and felt no special emotion toward them. But, to this strange girl he had just bumped into, the way her cheeks flushed red, and tears streamed freely down her eyes, the way she tried so hard to hide it, and even not looking up to catch a glimpse of him made him feel sorry.

If he had just taken his eyes, off his phone's screen. Even for just a split second, then maybe he wouldn't have bumped into her and made her fall on the hard stairs.

He sighed and brought his focus back to the papers in his eyes and the reason why he was there.

"You've got to be kidding me!" he exclaimed at the sight of the ruined document.

A brown blotch had ruined the document. Even his suit was ruined.

He flipped through the pages, checking if any of the documents had survived the collision, but found one odd paper that wasn't part of the document.

"The girl's CV!" he screamed in his thoughts and turned to the direction in which the girl left

but could not see her. He sighed and returned his gaze to it.

"Anna Briggs," he muttered. Surprisingly it had not been stained with the coffee. He folded it carefully, and for some reason, which he couldn't yet figure out, he placed it in his pocket.

He sighed and proceeded forward, disposing of the rest of the ruined papers in the trash before the entrance. He should have disposed of the girl's CV with it. Why was he keeping it? That question, he couldn't answer.

"I need you to get me photocopies of the Budget for the Blue Inc. refurbishment." He typed and sent it to Mattew, his secretary.

"And get me a new pair of shirts." He added and returned his phone to his pocket.

"Welcome, Mr. Leo." A blonde, groomed young woman smiled at him as he walked in.

"Mrs. Eunice Is waiting for you in her office." She announced and escorted him to the elevator.

"Floor 79." And Leonard nodded. The elevator whisks him up to the seventy-ninth floor. And then the door opens to yet another large lobby. The latest blonde lady walked up to him and led him to Eunice's office.

"Mr. Snow finally steps foot in my office," Eunice stated as soon as he walked in through the door.

"For business Eunice and not pleasure." He mentioned and took a seat before the spacious, neatly polished, brown wooden table.

Leonard knew how Eunice could get, given the fact that they have a history together. A history he buried deep in the sands of his past. But Eunice always has a way of digging them up.

"You used to be a good boy. An obedient one to be precise. What changed?

"I became a man." He muttered and shifted his gaze. Memories came rushing back. How Eunice, his mother's best friend, first wriggled her way into his life.

Eunice noticed the way his brows etched and smiled;

"You remember, don't you?" she rose from her seat.

Dressed in a thigh-high black gown that left part of her smooth thighs visible. One would hardly believe that she was approaching 60 years of age, she's 55 to be precise. But somehow, she still managed to look thirty. Perky boobs, full hips, and a full lip that kept screaming 'Kiss me'.

She took slow strides towards Leonard.

Something inside him clicked.

Leonard could smell the perfume she was wearing. A mix of musk and vanilla. The scent was overpowering, and he felt his heart beating rapidly in his chest. Her eyes bore into his, and he struggled to maintain eye contact. But he couldn't look away, as if she had some kind of spell over him.

The fluorescent lights were too bright, and he squinted, his head pounding. He was trapped, and he could feel the walls closing in around him.

He just couldn't resist it, but he hoped that something would just disrupt the direction of the conversation.

He could recall how Eunice would visit whenever his parents were out on a business trip. How she would make him kneel in submission, unclad.

She was his dominant. And he was her submissive sex slave.

Leonard was finally able to recollect his thoughts and turned to her. "This is an office. We need not talk about the past here."

"You ruined your shirt?" she asked, ignoring what he said.

"I bumped into some girl at the entrance. She seemed pretty shaken up."

"I would have my assistant get you a clean pair." She turned to the telephone on her desk.

"It's alright, I have already made provisions."

Eunice nodded and returned the phone to its place, although she wasn't convinced that he had made provisions. To her, Leo was just being insecure.

She had known Leo from the time he was just 11 years old. Back then, she was a young woman who had recently discovered her passion for BDSM. Leo was the perfect tool for her to explore her kink.

At first, their encounters were just experimental, but soon she found herself drawn to the boy and their bond deepened. No one knew about them - not even Leo's parents. They were very good at keeping secrets.

She was married, with kids, but she rather spent her time with the figure seated before her.

The door opened up immediately and his secretary Kim Joo Won, walked in.

"Right on time Kim." He whispers to himself as he rises and takes the new pair of shirts, while Kim hands the documents to Eunice.

He took off the ruined shirt. His original look returned. Leonard was a self-made man, with grey eyes, and brown hair, charismatic, and athletic, all at once. He had an aura of perfection.

Tall and well-built body which he made sure to maintain and well chisel by working out. His demeanor always oozed confidence. Because of how Eunice tainted his childhood, he had built a wall around himself. Double wall when it comes to women.

But somehow, Eunice manages to break in. He would not have been here if it was not important. He knew that pushing off this contract would be at a disadvantage to him and Eunice used that as an opportunity to bring him to her stead.

Leonard finished up and left Eunice's office. He still had a few things to run before the day was over.

He stepped out of the large glass door of the entrance and his eyes caught sight of the distressed girl he had bumped into earlier.

As the old blue beetle rumbled to life, its ancient engine sputtered and coughed, sending a cloud of acrid black exhaust into the air. The driver's hands, knuckles white, gripped the steering wheel tightly as the car lurched forward, sending the tires squealing and smoking across the parking lot.

Her red-rimmed eyes were fixed straight ahead, but she didn't seem to see anything.

"Sir!"

"Sir!" Kim had to call twice before finally bringing him back to the now.

"You have a meeting with the resource management team by 1 p.m."

Leo was startled at first, and then he shook his head.

"Go get the car." He ordered and Kim ran off.

Leonard knew that the probability of meeting this strange girl again was minimal, like searching for a needle in the ocean. But somehow, he wished he would see her.

But was he going to hold on to that wishful thinking?