Mikaella

"Ooh mama. Work it girl! Work it!" Raque shouted.

Normally she wouldn't do this, but when her colleagues chanted, she went with the flow, dancing awkwardly against the marble floor. Raquel rushed over to her, hugging her so tight before pulling back,

"That leave sure did you some good huh? Look at you," Mick twirled sarcastically per Raquel's comments,"you are glowing! You had sex didn't you?"

And that stopped the humor. Sex was the last thing she was having. Come to think of it the last time she had it was what? Like five or six years?

"Nope. God. Why? Why would you think that?"Mikaella slapped her forehead lightly.

"Ok maybe not sex but the party did bring out the best of you. And that guy you were with mmh-hmm mama wants some!"

"What...what party?"

Grabbing the newspaper from her secretary's desk, Raquel flipped it. The Sandoval heiress tamed yet by another hunk?

Mikaella graced the front page, her smile so wide at something Marcus said but yet they had no right to publish that. It made her seem like some slut pouncing on one man after another.

"From the looks on your face, you had no idea of this. You know what forget it! You are back to work and that's all that matters" Raquel nudged pulling Mick into her office and forcing her to sit on her comfy swivel chair.

"It's a new day, make it count,"Raque said before leaving Mick's office.

'Ok Mick, back to work. What shall I start with? Probably with the complains? Gosh, I know they are a lot. And the renovations, are they even done? Arrghh. Chillax, Mick. You can do this. You...Can... Do...This!'

She gave herself a little motivation few minutes later her secretary entered her office,

"Ma'am I have a list of things you should check into"

And after that she came with a folder leaving as soon as she left. In the folder were articles taken from last week's papers, some about the hotel La Chatelaine getting poor reviews, others about the complains from the guests, the wiring, the renovations.

Two minutes later, Carina entered her office again

"Ma'am. I also forgot. The boss left a message for you"

Tensing a bit, she gulped down a chunk of saliva,"W-What was the message?"

"He insisted on having your presence come next week's meeting on Monday"

No doubt to scold her or something worse...fire her!

"Thanks" she dismissed her.

A thin sweat running down her back, she started working on the papers infront of her. Another knock ticked the bomb in her mind.

"Ma'am..."

Again?

"Yes" she sighed utterly annoyed that she had not done anything for the last couple of minutes.

"There's someone here to see you. He says it's urgent"

Oh sweet mother of...! She wanted to scream but with just a nod she said,

"Let him in"

Of all days to have unwelcomed guests this was definitely not one of them.

The heavy footsteps coming in her office made her raise her head only to lock eyes with some she hadn't quite expected.

"Well well well, if it isn't Mrs snobby Sandoval Cervantes," he grimaced.

Mick retaliated, "And if it isn't Deputy Douche. To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you here? If it's about the issue in the newspapers, I assure you I had no clue about it"

"Well as much as I'd like to blame you for that, I know you didn't do it. I'm here for something else. My friend is coming back to LA all the way from the Philippines and he's interested in finding a condo. So I figured since I know a friend who's a manager in some luxurious hotel why not kill two birds with one stone?"

"So what?" she chuckled, "Don't tell me you are interested in looking for one here?"

"What if I am?" Marcus asked and Mikaella cut the humor. Was he really serious?

"Well I only have two questions deputy? Why are you stalking me? And two, why did my father put you up to this?"

"Ouch!" Marcus touched his chest feigning to be hurt, "Those are some pretty strong accusations, missy. What? You think I don't have friends who would afford a night at this place?"

She didn't mean what he was implying. It only surprised her that Marcus would recommend his supposed friend in the same hotel she worked in. Was that weird? Was that what new friends did for each other?

"I didn't mean that. I'm just surprised as all. A Deputy like you has a friend in the Philippines?I thought you don't regard snobs as friends" Mick taunted.

And Marcus laughed, "Well I have you as a friend, don't I? So when's the tour?"

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"On your right is the balcony and the view is just by the sea which if you agree is a pretty awesome view. About the walls I really don't know if the beige coat will agree with him. Umm over there is the bathroom, you can check the shower cabinet whether the taps are working fine. We also have the beige couches next to the bed. Well the bed has the softest sheets accompanied with a comfortable mattress, I'm sure he'll really like it"

Mikaella finished with Marcus' tall figure walking around the room assessing it like some detective in a murder scene looking for clues.

"Not bad. Not bad at all, next I presume is the bathroom tour"

Ofcourse he would want to see whether the bathroom taps work, Mikaella thought. After all he is not a cop for nothing, another thought came in!

"The tub, the shower cabinet, the med kit. What else do you want to see, Marcus?"

"Whether the taps work"

And cluelessly Mikaella stepped into the shower cabinet with Marcus. Marcus with a slightly mischievous grin turned the taps on making the cold water drizzle down their bodies.

"What the f..?!" Mick cussed.