Bared To You

Who are you?!

I can't believe I'm seeing him again, even being in close proximity with him leaves my feelings in a web of turmoils, but importantly it sets me back to that night five years ago, a night where she was humiliated and all her dignity thrown to the ground but that night had passed, she was no longer the gullible eighteen year old who was easily cast aside like she was nothing, the only thing that remained same in those five years was her undying love for him. She longed to see him again but today when she finally got that opportunity, she dreaded the meeting. The copper-haired, grey-eyed, six-foot-three business tycoon and now, mafia lord,Can Strencil.
  Five years ago, ur was just a nineteen year old high schooler and sole heir to his late father's company, Strencil group of companies.  His mother, the chairwoman managed the company until she died two years ago and he took the reins. He established the companies so well that only half of his networth could purchase three countries, who wouldn't tremble at the sight of such a person? And also, she heard that he was the king of the underworld,the Lord of the most powerful Mafia gang at the moment, the Black Hawks. Even the president of the United States speaks to him respectfully.
  On a certain Monday morning, Chantelle dragged herself off bed to make it to work early. She knew she might see him so she just made her dressing simple so that she might not seem to desperate. She wore a body hugging black skirt and white top that made her elegant and simple at the same time, , she wore black flats and left her hair cascading down her waist,her face void of make-up. When she looked at the mirror, she saw her reflection and decided it was okay. She didn't have time for breakfast and her roommate, Rachael had travelled for a new story she was writing, so out the door, she went.
    She reached the office just as the general manager's voice was heard through the intercom, all employees should make their way into the main Hall and get seated according to their departments, the boss will be arriving shortly; Mr Walker said.
  Soon, as everyone had settled down in the Hall, the doors opened. Ten armed bodyguards walked in two lines and stood at attention the turned and faced each other and lowered their heads. Their guns were in their hands and nobody dared to make a sound, they all held their breaths waiting. Soon, footsteps were heard and as he entered, an aura too familiar to be mistaken followed. His eyes moved across the room as an indifferent expression clouded his face as soon as her saw her, her body stiffened. She would have thought he didn't recognize her if not for the fleeting wave of recognition in his eyes and his jaw clenching but soon enough, his indifferent expression showed up again . He walked slowly up the stage ignoring everyone who greeted him. When he took his seat, Mr Walker took up the mic and said; Good day everyone, as you all know,our boss doesn't always visit this branch of his companies but I have good news, Mr Xan is moving to this company and as such, I have asked his permission and I need all of you to come upstage, introduce yourselves for more familiarity and then back to work immediately. After he dropped the mic, everyone started clapping and whistling but I was lost in my own world.
    I broke out of my reverie when my colleague, Tasha who was sitting beside me, shook me and said; we are next. That was when I saw that we we're the only ones left from our department. U stood up with Tasha closely following me then walked towards the stage. I paused when I came in front of him and then from nowhere I tripped and fell flat on my face and at his feet, my hands touching his customized leather shoes. He immediately shoved my hands away as if repulsed by my touch and then with all the coldness in his voice that could put Mount Everest to shame, he said; who are you?!