Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ WALK LIKE A MAN ❯ Chapter 15

Each day work was torture. Mai walked on pins and needles around her office, a place where though she was in disguise, she felt comfortable. Malachi had taken that comfort away form her. Here and at home. He and gotten into her place so easily and watched her and Trunks make love. She knew his mind was sick and perverted, but this was a new low.

"Morning Mike" Malachi said cheerfully "how's life treating you?"

Mai's eyes set on his like daggers aimed at its target.

"Come on now; let's have a good day today. You never know when judgment is a calling" he snickered walking away doing his "rent a cop thing"

"Bastard" she gritted her teeth thinking to herself "I hate him" she tossed her files into the cabinet in Trunks office" I hate myself"

She couldn't put all the blame on him, this was her mess, and he just found a way to monopolize on it. Trunks was away form the office for a meeting, Mai decided not to go, she had some work that needed finishing up, besides, after that night she could hardly look him in the eye. The gnawing at her soul was making life miserable. This had to end and end soon.

"Malachi . Could you please come to my desk" she asked politely over the phone.

"Sure love. Be there in a sec"

Her nerves were shot, her hand so sweaty they felt like thy had been run under a faucet. She wanted to know what he wanted and get it over with. She feared it would be something she couldn't produce, inside stock tips, money, sex.........what if he wanted sex? Her mind raced over a thousand things he could have asked her to do.

"You called?"

'Yes. I've decided to get this over with. What do you want of me?"

Malachi rubbed his chin "finally came around. I know this is a bit much for you, but it's going to be fun, you and me...your man and us. We'll be the three amigos. Won't that be fun?"

"Come on Malachi I haven't got all day"

"First of all I want to say that that suit is very becoming on you." He circled hr 'Even in men's clothing you're hot" he grinned "short hair....hell, you looking like that is making me think I'm a little queer" he leaned in close to her "you're making me hot" he hissed.

Her stomach churned, the bile could almost be felt in her throat. The thought of his hands even touching her again made her light headed.

"I want the exclusive rights to the security contract for the company. That's shit loads of money, benefits and all the perks that come with this circus"

"That's all?"

"No" he thumbed his nose "you have to make sure it happens. I knwo you told old blue eyes how I stabbed you. Surprised he hadn't figured it out yet......and he's suppose to be smart"

"He is smart. More brilliant than you'll ever be"

Look at you" he poked her in the chest "sticking up for old Trunky. So loyal. Like a little dog...........you weren't' that loyal to me"

"You weren't shit"

"We had a little incident and you turned me in. and your brother. I've got something for that punk"

"You got everything you deserved. You tired to kill me. You're lucky my brother only halfway beat your ass"

"Keep the flaming fag out of this or I'll call your boss" Malachi sat in the chair behind the desk .....In Trunks' chair "this is nice. You pick it out for him?"

Mai just stood tight fisted and tight lipped. He was humiliating her, slowly breaking down her confidence. He had the whole deck of card in his hand and wasn't afraid to play them.

"Ok. There is a gala premier Friday. I know you two are going. I want in. I need to network among the beautiful people, get some clients. You know if it wasn't for you and your brother, I'd be living the good life now. Not some second hand security cop. Luckily the commissioner kept me in mind when he fronted me the money to start this little rag tag company up" he caught her by the neck "see you owe me......big time. I lost everything because of you"

"You lost everything because of yourself" Mai gasped for air.

Malachi tightened his grip begoe4 letting go making sure she understood who was in control.

"Mask good with your boss" Malachi's eyes seemed to have venom in them "......get your lover to keep me on. Or this little fantasy love fest will disappear before your eyes. I promise you Mai. Don't fuck me over"

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"She's ever thing I want and need. Smart, sweet"

"You sure you want to do this son. I don't doubt your love, but it's so soon. Remember you've been down this road before"

"I know mom, but this is different. It feels different. It's like she's my lover and best friend all rolled up in one. she knows me...the business"

"You're happy aren't you?"

"Very"

"You have my blessing. When do you plan on popping the question?"

"I don't know. I haven't thought of the perfect time or place. Wait till I tell Mike it's ago"

"You and Mike are tight?"

"Yea. He's going to be my best man........" Trunks thought for a moment "I wish dad, Gohan and the others would be here for this. It would mean the world to me"

"I know, but they are watching us. They know. And I know your father is somewhere smiling at you" Bulma held back the sentential tears "He's so proud of you right now. His little prince all grown up"

"Ma! Don't start crying now"

"I'm sorry. I'm just happy for you. Finally, a happy ending for you"

"I have to go now. I'm being called back into the conference room. I love you mom"

"I love you too"

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Bulam pulled away from her desk still a little misty-eyed. Her baby boy wasn't much of a baby anymore. He was running the company, and doing it well. He was handsome, charming and in love. Soon another women would take her place as the number one woman in his life. It made her a little sad, she would be alone. The house was already too big for the two of them, and after he took Mai as his wife they would want to have their own place.

"Bulam old girl" she slipped off her glasses "you're going to be disposable in a minute" she sighed walking to her son's office. She noticed the door opened, knowing he was away she figured Mike was doing his regular assignments. She peeked in and found him laid out on the small sofa.

"Mike" she tapped him then felt his face " oh my ...you're sweating"

Bulam tried to sit him up. She thought he would be heavier, but he moved with ease. She loosened his tie and grabbed some ice. Unbuttoning his shirt she noticed the bandages under his tee shirt. It looked more like he was wrapped for some wound, but looking closer she notice the curve of what seemed to be breast.

"No way" she unbuttoned another one exposing Mikes slender waist " oh my goodness" she removed Mikes glasses and moved his hair out of his face. Mike suddenly become Mia.

"Holy shitake !" Bulam dropped the ice and closed the door for privacy.

"Please don't let this be true" she propped Mike up and buttoned up his shirt "please don't let this be happening"

She shook him gently until his eyes opened.

"Oh boy" Mike held his stomach "I feel like crap"

"Have ye eaten today Mike?"

"Yes ma'am" Mai sat up straight "I'm just under the weather. I think I had food poisoning again."

"Well you should really be careful where you eat then"

"Is Trunks back yet...? I mean Mr. Briefs" Mai corrected herself.

"No I just got off the phone with him. He's finishing up and he'll be back soon" Bulam hand Mai a club soda "Mike, you really like working here don't you?'

"Yes"

"You and my son are very close"

"Sort of. I guess. We do hang out a lot"

"And you tell each other everything ?"

"Pretty much" Mai became nervous.

"He's very understanding you know. If you every need him to be there for you. Just ask. He's a very good friend. And I know he cares about you allot"

"I'll keep hath in mind Ms. Briefs" Mai stood up and straightened herself feeling compelled to talk to her, but still holing on to her secret.

Bulam left the office knowing she could have let Mai know that she found out her secret. But until she confessed it herself. Bulam wasn't going to say a word. Not even to her son.