1 O-N-E 1

I woke up alone on the bed. The blinds were open by a fraction and sunlight peeped through. By the position of the sun, I could tell that it was maybe 1…2pm? The white walls on which Jin had pinned be countless times looked dull. I had asked Jin to add more colour, but he isn't a colour person. I swung my legs off the side of the bed and rubbed the temple of my forehead. The pain was still there, hesitant, but still there. The brown wooden bed creaked as I got up and walked towards the black door of the bathroom. My clothes were hanging in there for me, I put them on. A 3 piece black suit. I grabbed my matching black handbag and I shoved a pistol in it. I didn't bother to check if it was loaded- I already knew that it was. In addition to being Jin Kazama's current girlfriend, I was also his personal assistant.

I still remembered the first time I entered Jin's room, when I had stupidly forgot the room he had assigned me. Now I'd do anything to take my stupid mistake back, or would I? That stupid mistake was what got me in his bed in the first place, if anything, I should be GLAD that I made that mistake…

The driver was waiting for me with a bodyguard. The bodyguard was new, blonde hair, blue eyes, he had a red uniform. Not a bodyguard, definitely not a bodyguard.

"I'm Lars Alexanderson, Kazama told me to escort you for today because something important is going on." The blonde said, his eyes showed boredom and amusement at the same time.

I simply nodded and got in the backseat with Lars. He was taking me to Jin's office, and I knew that I would get a punishment for oversleeping. Jin told me that I had to be at his office at 12 maximum.

'If you are a minute late, I will make you regret waking up at all." Had been his exact words.

The stranger, Lars barely looked at me and seemed more interested in his phone. He had a scar across one of his sky blue eyes and his hair was messy, almost as if he didn't bother to brush his hair or even look at himself before heading this way.

"How long were you waiting for me back there?" I asked.

It was 1:56 pm at the moment and I had been in the car for precisely 7 minutes, and it would take about 3 minutes more until I reached the building of Mishima industries.

"Kazama told me to get to you at 1:30, the earliest." Lars replied, not even bothering to look up.

1:30? Had Jin turned off my alarm on purpose? Or did he know that I would oversleep after the rough night yesterday?

After reaching, I thanked Lars and got out. I pushed the glass doors walking into the well-lit reception of the main building. I passed staff members, each holding files and running, minding their own business. Yes, something important was definitely happening.

I pressed the 11th floor on the elevator and a white haired man, who I recognized to be Lee Chaolan was in the elevator with me.

"Hello gorgeous. What business do you have on the 11th floor? That's Jin Kazama's den isn't it?" He asked, his back was tilted backwards and his arms were behind him, resting on pole.

I skilfully ignored him. I knew that Jin was watching me right now through the cameras.

"Didn't you hear me?" Lee repeated, forcefully this time.

"I-I have some b-b-business with J-J-Jin Kazama." I stuttered, did I mention that I had social anxiety?

"What kind of business?" He asked, he was now standing just a centimetre away from me, his hand clasped my waist.

"P-p-p-please u-unhand me s-s-s-sir."

Just then the elevator dinged and the door opened to the 11th floor. Lee turned his head and came face to face with Jin who said nothing but punched Lee on the face. Lee made a jeering face at Jin but didn't fight back, instead he shut the elevator door and the elevator went up to the 15th floor.

Jin and I walked in silence to Jin's office which was on one corner of the building.

'Jin's den, huh?' I thought as I looked around.

The 11th floor was mostly bare, there were a few boring paintings and pots of identical plants were placed next to every door. The carpet was a simple black and the walls were painted white. I mentioned before that Jin wasn't a colour person.

"I was waiting for you y/n." Jin said softly as he shut the office door behind him.

The office was Jin's private place, there were no cameras and the room was completely soundproof. I apologized to him with my head down. He brought two fingers under my chin and raised it to meet his eyes. At once, I was gripped with fear. The punishment was coming. To my surprise, he didn't do anything. He pulled his hand back and put his feet up on the desk and he pointed his gaze to a stack of letters that were on his desk.

I sighed and started going through the letter.

"Fan…fan…fan…love…fan…love…love…fan…oh-office…" I put the office letter in front of Jin and he pulled his legs back and pursed his lips as he recognized the handwriting.

He read the letter as I continued to separate the mail,

"Fan…fan…love…love…love…love…" I narrowed my eyes and a slight frown appeared on my face in jealousy, "This one's from Xiao."

His eyes widened as he took the letter from my hand and read it with great interest. He sighed as he finished and fished a lighter from his coat pocket and set it on fire and watched in satisfaction as it burned to ashes. He then took a cigarette box out of his desk and lit one up and put it in between of his teeth. A white whirl of smoke escaped from his mouth as he dropped his head back and stayed like that as I sorted out the other letters.

"Y/n, throw it away." He pointed to the love and fan mail.

"All of it?" My eyes widened.

"Just do it."

I did as told, and once I had disposed it off, I came back in to find Jin shirtless, he was looking out of the large window that overlooked the entire city. Then he turned around, he had a wound that stretched from his chest to his abs. I gasped in concern. He gave me a pointed look and collapsed in his chair letting his head drop back once again as he waited expectantly. I pulled out the first aid box and a roll of bandages from the bottom drawer.

He winced as I rubbed the alcoholic swab on his wound. I immediately slowed down and was gentler. By the time I was done, he was asleep. A strand of his black hair covered his closed eyes. I couldn't stop myself, I took a picture. I opened the picture with a gleeful smile.

"Oh shit." I said out loud and started blushing like crazy.

His eyes were OPEN in the picture. He was awake. As I put my phone down, his feet were back on his desk, he had a lit cigarette between his teeth and he was looking out of the window.

"Did you delete it?" Jin asked without looking at me.

"No…can I please keep it?" I pleaded, I had no pictures with Jin.

"Fine, but only this one." Another white whirl of smoke escaped from his mouth and he took the cigarette out.

He offered it to me, and I smoked from his hand. He pulled it back exactly when I was on the verge of coughing. Jin didn't let me smoke a lot. Sometimes I shared a few cigarettes with him but that was it.

"You're in a good mood today." I remarked as I pulled the files off his desk and hopped on top of it.

"Hmm…" He replied, he was thinking about something…about someone…was he thinking about Xiao?

"How did you get that wound?" I asked.

"None of your business." Jin replied, he was looking at the ceiling with a cold look on his face.

"I am the one who cleaned it plus I'm you girlfriend AND your personal assistant so it is my business." I was shocked at my own boldness.

Jin looked at me with an amused but composed face. He was waiting for me to apologize. A punishment was already due, I didn't want another one. One punishment was enough to get me screaming my lungs out, two would definitely tear my voice box apart.

"S-s-s-s-sorry. If you say it's not my b-b-business, it's not." I quickly apologized and looked down, I was getting ready to leave his office because it was clear he didn't want me there anymore.

I turned around and took my first step when he grasped my hand and pulled me towards him. I tripped and fell right in his arms, above his chest.

"Who said that you could leave, huh?" He asked wrapping his arms around my waist.

"S-s-sorry." I was blushing like crazy.

No matter how many times Jin touched me, my body still reacted to his every touch. I was suddenly conscious of his lips gently touching mine, and getting rougher by the second. I pulled away just as he bit into my lips, I couldn't bare the pain. He was looking irritated now, I knew that he wasn't in a good mood anymore. He got up and harshly pinned me to wall forcing me into another painful yet desirable kiss. My lip was now bleeding, and a whimper escaped my lips and he bit them yet again. I was on the verge of crying and I knew that crying would only make Jin madder, so I pulled away. I should've known that pulling away would also increase his rage. I could almost see the devil inside of him coming out, sometimes he let the devil prey on me for punishments.

My bones began to tremble and my heart began to shake from the terror. I had no idea what he would do to me, when he was the devil, he was unpredictable. But he didn't turn into the devil, instead he slapped me and turned around with a hand on his forehead.

Just then the door was knocked and Mr Lee Chaolan stepped in, he laughed as he saw me.

"I shoulda known that this was his business with you!" He grinned as he eyed me.

My lip was bleeding, my cheek was bruised and the pain in the back of my head was driving me crazy, my white dress shirt that I wore under my tie and coat now had a red spot from my nose bleed.

Jin sighed as if I was disgusting to look at.

"Go wash up y/n, and then come back at once. I don't wanna be alone with this bastard more then I need to. Got it?" He asked.

I nodded, I was still trembling. With shaky steps I opened the door and just as it closed behind me I burst into tears. The guard on every corner immediately rushed to me but I ran straight to the restrooms and cried at my own reflection in the mirror. After I had calmed down a little I washed my face and changed my clothes. The sink was now red with blood and so was the whole floor. I started crying again and sat down next to a wall and cried in silence. Tears kept flowing and flowing.

"Why do I let you do this to me?" I yelled out loud pulling my hair.

I then realized that no one would hear me or my cries for help and helpless tears soaked the washroom floor.

"I can't," I said to know one in particular, "I can't take this pain for much longer."

I composed myself and got up, fixed my tie and wiped my tears one last time before opening the door…