Trunks' eyes eased open and he stretched in his bed. He had gone back to sleep one Pan had left and he rose to meet the day. He looked at the time on his phone and his eyes went wide at the sight of a text. *I SAW you with her. Son Pan.* He shot up and stared at the bright screen and looked at the number. Unknown. He pulled himself up and out of the bed and then another ding! *IF you want me to keep quiet meet me here…at the X Restaurant.* He eyed the message and rolled his fingers into his eyes. Blackmail. He thought he was done with this shit. He sighed, Pan would be furious if her life was thrown into the limelight.

He walked to his bathroom and brushed his teeth, brushed back his hair and dressed himself in loose fitted jeans and a soft crew neck shirt. He picked up his wallet, his phone and typed back. *ON my way there. I will not wait for you.* Although he had an idea as to who it was he knew, he would keep the ball in his court.

And he walked out of his home and down the long hallway, before entering the elevator where conveniently Gem entered at her floor. Her eyes met his and smiled for him. "Gem," he murmured, "Trunks," she greeted. "Actually it's good I ran into you. There was a young girl looking for you last night." He nodded, "Really?" He wouldn't show too much interest. Gem nodded and fluffed her hair. "Yeah, said it was important. But you weren't home yet. She waited, but," He smiled. "But?" Gem saw the doors open to the lobby, and she smiled at him, "You were with another woman." He nodded. And left the elevator right after her, Gem knew not to try and play with him, but he also knew she enjoyed his company in the brief time that they had together. She seemed to always look out for him.

He tipped his hand to her as he made his way out to front and the valet pulled his car around. He drove off without another thought and raced into town. He drove up to a restaurant, parked and walked inside. "Yes sir?" the hostess greeted.

He smiled for her and she blushed. "A table in the back please, away from the windows." Privacy was needed when handling women like this. Ones that thought they could control him. He followed after the young woman and took a seat at the table she had guided him to. Before she left the tableside he said, "I will be joined by one other person, a young woman." She nodded. "Yes sir."

And with that he waited. He assumed, which he was correct, that the woman who had messaged him lived close. And at fifteen minutes the door opened and he saw her. His thoughts were right when he assumed he knew who it was and the hostess guided her to his table.

Serena De Leon stood before him and he crossed his hands and lifted them to rest upon his chin as he watched her take her seat. A waiter came, and said, "Anything to drink?" Serena's flushed face said, "A water please." Trunks smiled for him, "Just a coffee." And the waiter left them. Trunks did not touch the napkin that was folded before him as Serena unfolded it and laid it upon her lap. He did not touch the silverware and when the waiter returned with menus and their drinks he said, "I do not need a menu as I will not be staying to eat. Thank you." Serena stared at him and he merely smiled for her over his coffee. "Ye-Yes sir," the waiter said and Trunks reasoned, "If you would give us a few minutes." Again, he left them.

She stared at him and Trunks said, "I want you to know the trouble you've already caused me." Her eyes widened and she felt her nervousness spike as he poured a bit of sugar into his coffee and stirred it. "Seeing as you somehow got my personal number I now must get a new one and toss away this phone for another." He brought his phone out and her eyes went wider as he easily snapped it into two pieces. "But," she began and he said, "Do not interrupt me." She felt like she was a child being scolded. And he continued to scold her. "Secondly you were caught harassing my lobby staff, in the building in which I reside, and thirdly you requested to see me by my name. These things will not do."

Serena stiffened her lip and eyed him, she crossed her arms and said, "I know that you are not allowed to have relations with women you work with." He smiled and said, "And who will you report this to?" Her eyes narrowed and she said, "Well, my father of course! I'll have her job!" Trunks chuckled. "Do you you think that your father would allow me to lose her as a worker? I am the CEO of a Fortune company and she is at the top of her work." Serena smiled, she had a rebuttal for that as well. "I've already convinced daddy to do it. He signed the paperwork for her resignation yesterday." Trunks' eyes narrowed lowly and she smiled. "I only want one thing," she reasoned and he remained quiet, waiting for her demand.

"I want you to date me," she said and he rose from his seat. Again, like the other woman at the hotel, he pressed his ki into her, threatening. And Serena's whole disposition changed. Trunks eased down, bending at the knees to get as close to Serena as possible. She began to go blue in the face when he whispered, "If you think I would date a greedy, selfish, little girl like you, you are poorly mistaken. And I will see to it that your father will be transferred to another branch of my company so that I will not have to deal with this situation again."

"You-you can't-" His face went a bit darker, as he said, "Do what? Control you? I own your father and his job, make no mistake about that. And just remember that it was her bidding to have him placed in that job." He stood as the waiter returned and his smile cracked his solemn features. "Thank you, I'll be leaving now."

And with that he left her sitting there, alone, trembling. But she shot out of her chair and yelled, "I will not lose to a woman like her!" He chuckled as he made it just at the door and said over his shoulder. "Yes, she is a woman, unlike you." And he walked to his car and got inside and drove away.