Chapter 12 - END

Once they had their breakfast finished, Tiffany also wants to take a hot shower. Mark tries to follow her inside but gets kicked out. Now he is lying down on the sofa watching a movie. Tiffany let her body get soaked under the water drops. Her whole body is covered with hickeys made by Mark. But then she thought about the marriage proposal of Mark. There is no reason to say no as an answer. She covers herself in a towel once she is done taking a shower. She sees Mark hanging over the sofa and is bored. Comes down to sit on the floor in front of him. 'I'll accept your proposal from last night.' She speaks in a cheerful expression. Mark looks confused for a moment before he gets enlighten. He comes into a sitting posture looking at her face. Tiffany wrapped in a small white towel with her hair still wet. Mark is permitting his fantasy to run wild on him. He covers his face with his hand and looks away from her. 'Can you do me a favour by putting on some clothes first?' Tiffany looks down and is greeted by something else. She pokes on it. 'You are the biggest horny slut that I have ever seen. How can you get hard after you see me like this?' She bites his inner thigh and runs off. Mark lets out a small cry.

A week later, everything seems perfect until Tiffany receives a phone call from Mark that he will be away from home for a few days. Tiffany has to stay alone until then. JD calls in on the third day. Tiffany feels like the floor under her is sinking as she plops down on the floor while breathing heavily. What does JD mean by "Mark has disappeared? We can't get in touch since day one.'' What can she do? Where shall she head over to find Mark? Her eyes become glassy. She leaves the house in a hurry.

Mandy's eyes are bloodshot from staring at the screen for days. JD, together with Jackson, did everything they could. They went over the plan multiple times. Nothing wrong. How can they lose him like this? They can't find any other reason than that Mark had to change plans at the last minute, or someone intern snitched on them? 'We probably should have kept it from Tiffany. It was a bad idea to tell her Mark is missing.' Says Jackson. JD shakes his head to Jackson. 'It's early, but I want to have a clear answer from Tiffany. Since Mark is a field man, he is one-hundred percent exposed to danger. Is she willing to stay with him or end things here? So I don't want them to toxicate each other by lying to themselves.' Mandy cut into their conversation. 'Tiffany is here.' JD comes to look at his screen. Tiffany gets out of the car and walks into the building. She goes down the stairs and sees JD waiting for her at the door. 'I-I just didn't know where to go in this situation.' She looks down on the floor. Tiffany feels like crying but holds it in. JD sees her body shaking. He comes closer and rubs his hand on her back to comfort her. 'Don't be down. We will find him.' Tiffany does not feel good at all. She is getting nauseous and holds both her hands in front of her mouth. 'Tiffany? Are you okay?' Tiffany waves one of her hands, signing that she is okay. 'Let's go inside for now.' He helps her escort into the room and makes her sit down on the couch. Jackson brings her a glass of water. 'Thank you.' Talking in this state is so much harder than she thought. 'How about this? I'll take you to my house after you finish drinking your cup of water. Staying here or alone at home is probably not a good thing. Besides, Lena would love to have some company.' JD claps his hands. 'We do that!' Agrees Jackson. Mandy nods his head.

JD starts the car. Both of them are quiet during the trip until Tiffany notices that JD drives into the neighbourhood she lives in. 'Why are you bringing me back home?' JD laughs awkwardly. 'Well. We live in the same street.' Tiffany narrows her eyes at JD. He gets out of the car and wanders to the same building. 'Also, in the same building.' Tiffany stops walking. 'I think that there is more. Let me guess. Are you perhaps related to Mark in some way? Like family?'

'Haha... How sharp of you. Lena will tell you.'

JD unlocks the door to guides Tiffany inside the living room. The whole place is chock-full of baby toys, napkins, diapers, clothes, and much more. Lena comes out of the bedroom together with her baby. 'This is my wife, Lena. That little one is my pride, Jade.' Tiffany smiles at Lena. 'And this is Tiffany. My lover.' Tiffany's eyes grew big, and with a reflex, she punches him in the stomach. 'I'm so sorry. It suddenly happened. Are you okay?' It becomes a mess. JD groans out of pain. 'I'm fine. I deserved it.'

'You can let him die out there. He's trying to be funny, just ignore him. Why don't we go to the kitchen? I'll make us some tea.' Lena turns around to walk into the kitchen. Tiffany once again apologizing and follows Lena. There is nothing else for JD to do except going back to work.

'Can you hold her for a minute while I prepare the tea?' Tiffany nods her head as she takes over the baby. She has dark hair and matching big dark eyes, cute little pink lips. Now that she looks and Lena and the child. 'Hmm. Are you related to Mark?' She asks carefully. Lena pours the hot water in the two mugs. 'I'm his big sister. That asshole never told you about me, but I do know you. You are currently going out with my little brother.' How awkward can this be? Mark has a sister that is married to one of his colleagues, and they live in the same building. 'I'm sorry, I didn't know.' Lena places the mug in front of Tiffany and takes the baby back. 'Oh, you don't need to, sweety. That blockhead is to blame.' Tiffany stares at the mug. Tears that are escaping her eyes, dripping on the table. 'He is not here, and I can't even scold him for that.' Lena gives her a napkin to wipe the tears away. 'Don't worry. He'll come back.' Lena thinks of her past while looking at Tiffany. She'd bawl her eyes out when JD was missing. 'How about you tell me how the two of you met?' But Tiffany begins to cry louder. 'Not a pleasant meeting, I see.'

JD is back and perplexed at the sight of Mark sitting on the couch. Mark all covered in small cuts, and his whole left arm wrapped in a bandage. 'What the hell is this? How come you sit there while we cracked open our brains to find you?' Mark ignores his question. 'How is she? I saw you taking her away.' JD brings his hand to his face and rubs it. 'She is doing fine. I left her with Lena.' Mark lays on the couch with eyes closed. 'You know what? It's a battlefield out there. I had no choice but to fly under the radar. These guys have the latest high-tech in their possession. If you make the smallest mistake, you're out of the game. We should take their toys away and use them ourselves. Mandy, you will love it.'

'What about the boy? Where is he?'

'Don't worry. The boy is in a secure area waiting for me. And don't tell Tiffany that I came here. Tell her that I'm doing fine. This job can take longer than expected, so I don't want her to be happy and sad again.' Mark gets up. Ready to set off. But JD stops him from leaving. 'Behave yourself, you maniac. Your eyes are glittering again. The last time I saw these eyes was when you made a big mess. We ended up cleaning for you.' Mark nonchalantly holds his hands up. 'What can I do? It gives me the trills. Besides, the field trip was a success. The higher-ups love the way I work. Gotta go, that kid is waiting for me. I'm warning you. If you put me up again for saving that kid, I'd rather die. Ever since that hotel incident, he gives me the creeps. It's been the third day, and he has stuck on me like a gum.' Mark shows a disgusting face. 'Do you need anything?' Asks Jackson. 'No. It's all good for now.' Mark leaves the place.

The night is falling upon the city. JD had called Tiffany to inform her that Mark is fine. Since then, she has been lying on the sofa. Lena covers her with a blanket. It makes Tiffany open her eyes. 'You can sleep further.' Lena smiles at her. 'It's okay. Thank you. I should be going back. I have to work tomorrow.'

'Now that we finally have met. You can come here whenever you want. See it here as your second home.'

'Thank you for treating me like a family. I appreciate it.'

Tiffany wakes up at the sound of the alarm and gets out of the bed. It's 6:00 am right now. She skips breakfast and heads out.

Her class is having a blast. The ball flies from left to right. 'She looks out of the world. Something must have happened.' Says one of the kids. 'I know, right! It's also been a while since the husband came by.' Says another one. 'What if he is cheating on her? She looks sad.' Hints, one of the girls. Some of the boys click their tongue. 'Sure, why not. It's always the man who is sinful. It's always a guy cheating on her girl.' One of the boys raises his voice while another one gets up on his feet. 'You idiots are always assuming things. Why now ask her directly what happened?' The brave one marches to Tiffany. He looks at her and stops, turns around to get a glimpse of the others. Some of them stuck out their middle finger while others intimidate him signing to be a man and ask her if he has the guts. The brave one opens his mouth. 'Uh... Hmm. Teacher, are you alright?' It is barely audible. The others creep up behind the brave boy. Tiffany remains silent. She let out a sign followed by groaning and buries her face in her hands. After several seconds later, she slaps a few times on her cheeks. 'No need to be so down. He is fine! He is alright!' She tells herself. 'Alright, kids. Let's go for a run.' She yells at the others and gathers them. Little did they know that hell is about to start for them. If they had to run 5 km, it became 10 km. PE is 2 hours, but it suddenly became 3 hours. Well, forget about it. Everything doubled up. The kids are screaming in pain as they suffer from her booth-camp style training.

Three days passed by like that. Everyone is lying on the ground, not able to stand up. Some of them play dead while others are trying to run off. 'Where is our saviour?' Are screaming the boys. 'We need to find her husband!' Yelling the girls. Tiffany is losing her patience. 'Come on, you guys. Don't be so dramatic. It's only a quick work-out. No more. I promise.' None of them listens to her. 'It's the husband!' One of the boys shouting. 'We are saved from the part-time devil.' Screams another one. But Tiffany does not turn around to look. She thinks that the kids are playing a prank on her, just like the past three days.

Mark is standing at the gate, looking helpless at the kids crawling on the ground, suffering in pain. They are screaming their lungs out. He steps out to make himself visible to the kids. That's when they see him and begin to yell louder. He notices that Tiffany remains in her position. Mark put his finger on his lips, telling the kids to hold still. All of them shut up that instant. He tiptoes towards her and carefully whispers into her ear. 'Hey. Missed me?' Tiffany lightens up. She spins around and immediately jumps on Mark. 'My lovely koala is happy to see me?' She has her legs wrapped around him. 'Let the kids go so that we can return to our house.' The kids protesting that they want to be released. Mark signs the kids that they should leave before Tiffany notices them. It only takes a couple of seconds for them to disappear.

'What took you so long?' Asks tiffany. Mark is dressed in a dark red suit with a black shirt. A few buttons of his shirt are unbuttoned, which makes him look extra hot. He is holding a bouquet. 'We should get out of here before Mr. Lee sees us and runs after us.' Tiffany nods her head. She is about to climb down, but Mark stops her. He puts the bouquet between them and caries Tiffany out of the schoolyard, into the car.

Mark has brought Tiffany to the same clothing store. The assistant walks up to them. One of the assistant's escorts Tiffany to the dressing room. Mark has picked a dress that is matching his suit. Dark red night-dress. After that, it's a short drive to a big restaurant. He holds her hand and escorts her inside and helps Tiffany sit down. Mark also takes his seat. The waiter arrives at the same time. 'What does my lady want to have for today?' He shoots his one-million-dollar smile at her. 'Should we get the most expensive meal in the menu?'

The waiter bobs his head before he leaves. The two stare at each other for a while until Tiffany brakes down the silence. 'I'm glad that you came back. Welcome back. I missed you.' Her eyes become glassy. But she quickly rubs on them to prevent herself from crying. Mark gets up to reach out to her hand. 'Wait till we get home. You'll have tons of opportunities to cry underneath me.' Tiffany shoves his hand away and looks mad at him. 'Way to ruin a moment, you slut.' Some of the nearby sitting people turn to look at them in confusion. The waiter comes back with the menu. He places the boards with food in front of them and leaves. Tiffany is enjoying the meal. It's been a while since she had something good to eat. All that stress has taken its toll on her. She began to sleep, eat, and drink less. Mark notices that Tiffany looks tired. He waves his hand to get her attention and makes Tiffany look at him. 'Are you alright? Don't push yourself too hard. If you can't eat, we'll just wrap up the food and eat it at home.' She shakes her head. 'It's fine. I'm a little tired, but okay. Nothing to worry about.' They enjoy the rest of the night.

Once at home, Mark strips out of his clothes and lifts Tiffany up in his arms. He brings her to the bedroom. 'Let's go to sleep.' He looks Tiffany in the eyes, waiting for her permission. Tiffany slowly let the dress slip off from her thin body. Wraps her arms around his torso and lays her head on his chest, eyes closed. 'Are you sure you want to sleep?' She asks. 'I have no choice.' He answers back. 'You look so exhausted. I don't want to tire out your body any further.' He hugs her back and let his hands slide down to her butt. Tiffany feels something hard poking her. She looks up at Mark. 'It seems that your lower part is not matching with what you are saying.'

'Well, I can't do anything about this healthy body of mine. It's reaching to your body. But if you say no. I'll respect that.'

'You can do whatever you want. I don't mind, since you are back at home without being injured. I'm glad and thankful for that.' Tiffany squeezes Mark. He brings Tiffany to the bed. 'I'll give it a rest for today, but be ready for tomorrow.' He kisses her and pulls her in, wraps her up with his big body.

The sunlight is shining through the window on their bed. It's been a while since Tiffany has rested this good. She turns around and finds Mark snoring out loud with a peaceful face. He must have been worn-out. Tiffany kisses him on the cheek before she gets up from the bed. Moments later, Mark wakes up. He walks into the living room and sees Tiffany watering the plants. He comes closer and wraps his arms around her and lays his head on her shoulder. 'Should I water you too?' He says and starts rubbing against her. She smiles at his silly words. He begins to touch her and feel her up while kissing her neck. She stops watering the plants as a small moan escapes from her lips. Mark can feel that she is enjoying every little touch. He takes away the watering can from her hand and places it on the table. He picks her up and walks back to the bedroom, closes the door behind them.

END😊