𝐌𝐫. 𝐈𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 [𝐈𝐰𝐚𝐎𝐢; 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐀𝐔]

|7| Um, what?

O i k a w a 

     Ughh, where the hell am I? My head hurts, and my stomach feels like I ate fish sticks. Those things make me nauseous, and I can't even tell you why. (Literally a weird fact about me- I take two bites and I'm like- okay nope, put that shit away. Thanks for trying-)

     Sitting up and placing my hand over my forehead, I glance around the room. A large window in front of the queen sized bed, revealing a patio and large backyard. The sun just now rising, casting rays of light beaming through the tree leaves. That is oddly peaceful.

     "Oh, you're awake after being passed out, for I don't know how many hours." A voice calls from the left side of the room. I look over to see Mr. Iwaizumi leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed and face relaxed. Oh, okay.

     ...

     Wait.

     MR. IWAIZUMI?!

     "E-EH?!" I squeal, backing away slightly before I fall off the bed and lay on the ground. What. In. The. Fucking. World. Is. Happening.

     The man, who's supposedly an angel who fell from the heavens, rushes over to the right side of the bed and looks down at me. I raise a brow at him, for an amused grin makes it's way onto his face before a light chuckle sounds. 

     He grabs onto my arm and pulls me up, sitting me down on the bed. "I suppose you don't remember what happened, do you?" I shake my head in response as he kneels down in front of me. He sighs and looks up at me, and I swear; it feels like he's slowly putting me into a trance to where I only obey his orders, and no one else's.

     "Before you keep calling me Mr. Iwaizumi, call me Hajime. And to answer the question, that more than likely is lingering in your mind; Daishou, an enemy of mine, took you from me out of spite and his own selfish reasons. I think he might've dosed you up with something because 1, you don't remember anything. 2, you look kind of sick."

     I might be crazy, because that actually makes sense. 

     "Y-Yea.. I don't really feel to well. Um.. where am I?" I ask sheepishly, looking down into my lap and fiddling with the hem of my shirt.

     "You're at my place." Hajime looks up at me, chuckling slightly at the expression on my face. "Don't worry, I didn't sleep with you. I didn't really trust leaving you at your apartment after you practically passed out."

     "So.. are you going to let me go home?" Tilting my head slightly as I look at him, a feeling of calm courses through my veins. This boss, assistant, relationship going on, is getting kind of weird.

     "Yes, but I need to ask you a question. Do you know how to drive?"

     My eyes squint on their own accord, and my lips purse. "Of course I do."

     A smile crosses his face as he stands up. My goodness, he's so.. buff and.. hot. Wait what? 

     He motions for me to follow, and hesitantly, I do. I guess I'm still in the clothes that I was in yesterday. Hmm.. he didn't try anything. That's actually nice to know. Glancing at everything around, his place looks pretty nice. I mean, the room I woke up in was huge.

     Hajime walks towards a door that I'm guessing, leads to a garage. He opens the door and flips the light on, revealing a large amount of cars parked besides each other. "I'm planning on getting rid of some of these cars, so, I'm giving one to you. The only ones that I'm not getting rid of, are the Aston Martin Sedan, and the Ford Mustang."

     The one vehicle that caught my eye, is the blue lifted 2021 Nissan Titan PRO. Black 20x12 moto metal rims, gladiator off road tires, vented carbon fiber hood, LED light bar, ram bar, and tinted windows. Okay, um, damn, that's pretty hot.