In the morning, Micah woke up with a massive hangover. Her head aches like hell. She sit up and felt that her head is rolling. When she felt that there's something wrong. She felt cold and when she hug herself she realized that she doesn't even have a clothes on. She don't even have underwear underneath. What the hell happened? She tried calming herself up and looked for her clothes but none. She tried to feel if there is something wrong with her down there and sheis relieved that there is no pain. Atleast, she knows that she don't do anything beyond breaking her virginity. She stood up and cover herself with the comforter. She went to the bathroom but before she could go in. The bathroom door open and there a Greek god went out topless with only his boxers on. Wiping down the wet droplets down his body. She knows that she's almost drooling but who won't? The man is like a male Greek god with a six-pack abs. Holy, a six packs abs!

"Is there anything wrong, Micah?" The male Greek god asked.

It woke her up from her reverie. "Wh..what happened?" She asked stuttering.

The guy smiled. Micah was sure that she doesn't remember his name. He walked out of the bathroom with that naughty smile on his face. She walked onto the bathroom and saw a bathrobe there. She put it on immediately before going back to the bathroom to talk to that man. Atleast she seems decent with the bathrobe on now.

"Hey, what happened?" She asked again.

She almost strip when the man looked at her with a lazy smile. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Are you sure you don't even remember anything?" He asked amusement filled hus eyes.

Well, it's a fact. She don't even remember what happened. He holds her chin then looked at her face closely. She gulped and her eyes widened. What the hell is wrong with this guy?! And because of shock she don't even realize that the guy has opened her bathrobe.

This is trouble! She thought. She was mesmerized with the guys beauty. And with her headache she can't even do anything. She even put her hands on his shoulder for support while he hold her waist. The guy licked his lips and she gulped again. This position is making her thirsty and her throat dry. It is not too long when the guy ravage her lips as if punishing her for whatever she has done. It is as if all her senses are thrown out of the window. She moaned making him grunt.

"Damn!" He cursed and breath heavily. "Do you know what you did? Hmmm?" He asked

She is heavily breathing. And shook her head. She doesn't really remember anything. It doesn't take long for her mouth to be open and his tongue to ravage his mouth again. Micah doesn't even know whether to laugh or cry because of this situation of hers. The guys punished him until her mouth looked swollen. There were unshed tears in her eyes.

"Hmmm, want me to remind you on what you did?" He asked while licking her lips.

She was for sure as red as a tomato. But still clueless on what she did. She was so embarrased that she wanted to disappear right at the moment. She don't even know what to do now. She felt goosebumps through her skin when she felt his hands feeling her up. Dammit! She was awakened by that and tried to push him away.

"Y..you! Pervert!" She shouted as she tried to push him away.

He laughed. "Tsk. Anyway, I brought you shirt," he said while holding his head. "You puked on your shirt so thats why."

All she wanted was to disappear right now. She don't want to even looked at him out of embarrassment. She immediately get the paper bag and ran for the bathroom. Even she want the bathroom to swallow her up. She immediately composed herself and wash herself up.

Micah is curretly running like a banshee. She's already late for work. If not for what happened, she won't even be late. Its almost 11 am when she went in the office. For sure the Director will scold her again. Tsk. When she went in the office almost all her colleagues were looking at her direction making it all awkward.

"Rodriguez, you're late!" Don said to her as if mocking her.

"It seems that you really want to show how incompetent you are," Vincent told her sarcastically.

Even if she wanted to sarcastically fight back she can't because Director Ojeda came. "Rodriguez, in my office."

She just nodded and follow her Commander-in-Chief. Unexpectedly, it seems that he is not hot-headed today. She heaved a sigh before knocking on his door. It seems that he wanted to talk to her about something today.

"Agent Rodriguez, come in," Director Ojeda said.

"What is it, Sir?" She asked.

He coughed. "My nephew will be coming in a few days together with his colleague. They are from the army and will be helping us with the case our team is currently handling. If this is not as complicated as what it seems, we won't need their help," he queried.

She was confused. "So what does it have to do with me, Director?"

"Well, they need to be comfortable with their stay here so I want you to accomodate them. With their stay here, I'm sure they would be uncomfortable. Especially this is not their turf. Anyway, this will be lead by my nephew. This case, I want you to get ready as for other people to who will be with this case. You will be together with Agent Vincent , Lara and Jane. I want you to report to me whatever will happen."

"Sir, with all due respect but I don't still understand," she said.

The director sighed and get a file from his drawer. "This came to me today this morning," he said and gave her the file.

What's inside made her nervous. Her hands starts to shake. She don't know who sent this but she is sure that she had her tracks covered. Even her identity is hidden. Why the hell does this file came to the director?

"Well, I want you to help them enter their turf," he said emotionlessly and put his elbow on the table.

"B..but, Sir, t..this will be difficult," she wanted to cry.

It was all useless now. "Your identity will be safe as long as you help them enter their turf."

She don't know what to do. She was exposed. If this comes out their safety will be at risk. But if she don't help the agency it was like she became a traitor of the country. She was conflicted as hell. Might as well get crazy.