Summary: I'm Mikan Sakura, 24 years old. Wanna know what's my outlook in life? Oh, I just hate it. Why'd you ask? Well, I lost everything that I had in just ONE FREAKING DAY. Unfortunately, when I woke up one morning, I wasn't at home. But on a king-sized bed and a fascinating room. Then, I saw a raven-haired guy walked out of the bathroom, HALF-NAKED! What the? Oh God, please help me…

Chapter 3: "I'm HIS?"

RECAP:

He kissed me!

OH MY GOD! He stole my first kiss! NNOOO WAY!

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Done?"

"Ms. Mikan Sakura?"

"Y-Yes?"

"Wait, what is this place?"

"Uhm…Ms. Sakura, this is Mr. Hyuuga's company"

"Natsume Hyuuga…"

"Welcome to the company, Ms. Mikan Sakura." Oh no, I'm doomed.

"Yuu, you can leave us now." Natsume ordered the blonde guy with glasses.

"Yes sir." Yuu said and bowed before walking out. Ugh! What an arrogant boss! I turned to look at him, holding my anger. Then he looked at me from head to toe again, and he smirked and winked at me. I can't believe I'm having a pervert as my boss. I could say that hell break loose. Damn!

"You'll be working as my personal secretary starting today." I heard him say as he placed both his legs on top of the desk like he used to back in school days. It's not like I care though, he owns it eventually. I scoffed inwardly and rolled my eyes at him. Personal secretary huh? Let's see if I'll still be your secretary once I resign today. Hah!

"Well, I'm afraid to say sir but I-" No way! He did cut me off again!

"You can't quit your job, not unless I told you that you're fired." he told me. What the? I was about to say that I resign, though I haven't started yet! When did he start learning to read people's mind? Jeez…

"But sir-" I tried reasoning out myself but no luck. He does have his way on cutting me off, as usual.

"No buts, polka dots. You'll do whatever I tell you to do and you have no right to complain. Stick with our deal. You will start working for me and I will help you with your financial problems. Understood?" he told me one by one. I ignored his teasing coz I don't want to argue. And when did he became a blabber? Ugh! Like I give a damn care about it. I sighed, knowing that my stupid pride right now has no use at all.

"Yes…sir. I understand." I said hesitatingly. If only I didn't need money, then I'll choose to NOT work on this place. But I guess I have NO choice at all but to follow. The question is, how did he knew that I needed 3 million and how the hell did I end up on that suite? It's still bugging me and it just wont get out of my head.

"And one more thing…" he added, obviously snapping me out from my reverie.

"You can't apply in other companies and ditch your work here. You must report any of YOUR unnecessary actions. You have to stick with me 24/7. Last but not the least, you'll be my property from now on. You're mine. Got it?" he added. Oh-kay? No, it's not! Definitely not okay! That's like the WEIRDEST thing I've heard from him ever since and he's getting overboard. I mean, seriously, does he treat all of his employees that way? Saying 'you'll be my property from now on and you're mine'? WTF? What kind of employer is he? I could still stick with his first statement that I can't apply in any other companies and ditch my work here. That is a bit bearable. But his last statement like stick with him 24/7, report to him everything that I do, me being his property, and me being his? That is NOT acceptable. I can't imagine that he'll let me do those things. And the thing is, I'm just his secretary, not his girlfriend! Besides, I have my own life and my privacy too! Can't he respect that? Who is he to my life anyway? And did he use to be like that to his past secretaries? I know you'll be saying that I'm exaggerating or whatever. Well, let me tell you, it's him being exaggerated here and not me. Ugh!

"Oi little girl! Didn't you hear what I just said?" I heard him say once again. Pfft! The nerve! Speaking of respect I guess he doesn't have any. Calling me little girl? Can't he see that I'm a grown up now? And I have tits now unlike before that he's calling me flat-chested. Seriously, this is hell for me. I decided to put on a smile, a fake and mocking smile to be exact. I ignored his teasing, TWICE!

"I heard what you just said earlier, sir. Don't worry, I'll be doing all that." I told him UNWILLINGLY. The truth is, I want to strangle him right now!

"What's with the fake smile, polka?" he asked and I could sense that he was a bit irritated by it. There goes his teasing again. Let it pass, Mikan. He's good for nothing, remember that. I smirked inwardly as I saw him glaring at me.

"Nothing, sir. Now, if you'll excuse me." I was about to walk out of this damn of a hell room, but he stopped me from doing so. Instead, he pushed me hard on the wall and pinned me. Not again? When will he stop interfering with what I do?

"You can't leave just like that, my polka dots." he told me, and now he was smirking. I turned to look at his crimson eyes while struggling. I have to admit, his eyes were…hypnotizing. I stopped struggling and continued to stare at his eyes.

"He's getting closer." I thought. Wait, getting closer? OMG! I felt heat crept up to my cheeks. Why? I failed to realize that he was about to kiss me again. I looked away from his gaze and closed my eyes. I even felt his lips landed on my cheeks. Wtf? I could feel his lips turning into a smirk and I could feel his hot breath, sending shivers down my spine. My lips ran dry and I was damn speechless yet again. Seriously, what's happening to me? I know I need to say something. I can't just let him take advantage of me!

"Think Mikan! Think!" I thought to myself. I then opened my eyes and I felt him withdrew.

"C-Can I…a-ask you a q-question?" I voiced out, trying not to look at him. I don't know why but there's this jittery feeling when he does that. I mean, him going near me or looking intensely at me. Just like what happened a moment ago, when he kissed me.

"Hn." was his reply. Jeez! He really didn't change at all. He's still the old arrogant Natsume I used to know, my best archenemy.

"U-Uhm…H-How…" I uttered when I looked up to him. And this time he wasn't smirking. Then again, I looked away from his gaze. I seriously can't look at him straight.

"Why?"

To be continued