Chapter 1

*IMPORTANT:

TO NOT CAUSE ANY CONFUSION THE MC WILL BE ONLY REFERRED AS HE AND NOT BY THIS NAME.*

His eyes flew open with an alarmed expression. He examined the area around him and found that this place was nothing, but white. There was a white chair with a white table on the opposing side while he sat shackled to his with white cuffs. However, unlike his wooden chair, on the other hand, the chair screamed out 'boss'. He suspected that this wasn't in a place he was familiar around. But he couldn't be sure with his memories erased he could only make assumptions.

The cloud of smoke he barely even notice was rising with a slow pace blocking his sight. He couldn't do anything but sit there, and let his vision stolen away from him. Abruptly, on his right-hand side, lights were flickering at the opposite side of the seat till they stopped and leaving them on.

"He has met every qualification required for transferal."

A deep voice came out of nowhere causing the smoke to swept away from him, leaving him to observe once again. The empty chair now filled by a man that has a jelled back blonde hair and dark blue eyes that could pass through anyone's soul. His chiselled jaw accompanied by his thin lips and straight eyebrows. To top it off, he wore a white buttoned-up two-piece suit with his jacket slung over his shoulder while reading a folder, giving out the 'I mean business' vibe.

"For now, I'll lift your punishment off, Truck-Kun."Declared the blonde gentleman while sealing the folder as neatly as possible.

"HONK! HONK! HONK!" The sound of a truck blasted out of nowhere causing him to flinch while the blonde man sat there with his hand holding his head unaffected by it. He turned to the right only for his eyes to be widened by the display—a truck soaked in blood that was currently wiping its glass.

"I know you are happy, nevertheless..." The man used the folder to point at the truck while narrowing his deep blue eyes. Even though it not directed towards him, he couldn't help but tremble in fear."The next time, I overhear about you snagging a sneak glimpse of the female truck's lavatory don't presume to come out alive."

"H-HONK! HONK! HONK!" After that 'light' notice, the mist of smoke encircled the truck. As soon as it scatters, the vehicle already disappeared not dropping a single trace of it.

"And as for yourself..." While he swung his head about to find the keeper of the deep-toned voice, only to acquire that the guy was in front of him currently loosening his tie. The blonde man lurched forward and grabbed his chin, lifting it. "We will now complete the contract."

Suddenly, he felt a pair of soft and lips come in contact with his. He was staring at the man wide-eyed trying to process what was occurring. He was kissing some random person that he just met and what was even worse this might be his first kiss. As soon as he regained his mind back, he decided to retaliate by bitting on the other's lips as hard as possible. He was causing the man abruptly back away from him.

The blonde man felt lips something on his and swiped his thumb across it. As he looked down his thump, his eyes widened and replaced was as his mouth turned into a smirk. He glanced from his thumb to the man that chained onto a chair—his blue eyes met with the other pair of eyes."Well, there is first for everything." He chuckled as he made his way towards him and lifted his chin once again."You are the first to do this to me," he stated while smearing his blood on his chin."Usually, they accept it without question."

"Clearly all of them must have been brain death." The chained man stated clearly showing his distaste. Another chuckle could be heared.

"Is that so?" The light haired man tapped on his chin and tilted his head. He stared intently at the man on a chair and all of a suddenly grabbed his chin and pulled it forward."Or maybe you are just a special case."

"I highly doubt that." The man immediately reacted."Anyone who uses their brain would do the same."

"Yes 'if' they use their brain."The blonde empathised at 'if' causing the seated man to lift their eyebrows."Humans use more prone to their feelings than their minds. If their heartbeats at something attractive, then they take a chance to grab it."

"OOH, so that explains everything," The man in front declared out."You're a quiet the narcissist."

"Huh..."

"You described yourself as an attractive person that some would want to have." The man blurted out. He was caused the blonde's ears to move up.

"So you find me attractive."His statement made the man narrow his eyes.

"I said 'some' meaning, not me." The blonde man's eyes widen, and all of a sudden, started to chuckle, causing him to get a particular look.

"You are a strange one. I like that."The blonde man told him with a slight grin."So don't be surprised if I come and steal your heart."

"What!" The last thing that was exchanged between them before he was knocked unconscious.