"Boss, we've found her."

Two tall men wearing black suits were escorting a struggling young woman to the center of the room. One of them is holding a camera, which was quickly handed to the third person situated behind a bar.  The said man was currently nursing himself a tumbler of whiskey, looking relax, while observing his fidgeting 'visitor'.  

"Leave us." 

"Yes, boss."

The tension inside the room thickened even more once the remaining occupants were left alone. Lucky stood awkwardly, in the middle of what she can only guess was a penthouse, her head down. She didn't dare look at the aforementioned 'boss' in front of her. She didn't even need to, since his face was already imprinted inside her brain, and all it took for that to happen was to look at his picture a hundred times in her camera. 

"Look at me."

Lucky heard his demand and thought to herself that it was a bad idea since she definitely knew that she'd only be staring at his face with shallow breaths. 

"I think you're mistaken if you think that this is a request. I want you to look at me, doll."

"Wait, what?" Lucky was taken aback by the endearment, and her gaze was already focused at the man standing in front of her before she could even stop herself. She took a sharp inhale when she finally noticed how close he already was to her, and her brain was flooded again with the image of dark blond hair, square jawline, cupid bow lips, and the most alluring electric blue eyes she's ever get to see in her life. She can only guess that his height may be around 1.83 m since her busy eyes already got greedy on his bulging biceps and chiseled abdominal muscles behind his thin white shirt.

 She slowly released an exhale as her brain went haywire, absolutely agreeing to her wits that seeing this adonis of a man through her viewfinder is more bearable than in person. Her quiet viewing didn't go unnoticed, and her day dreaming was interrupted by a chuckle. If ever Lucky's blush is visible, then she will gladly volunteer digging her own grave then burying herself in it, but she knew that she's spared from humiliation by her brown complexion. Thank the Lord for her 'morena' heritage! However, Lucky knew very well that she was caught staring.

"I hate talking to another person while not meeting their eyes, I find it quite rude. Don't you agree?" 

'And drooling over you apparently isn't.'  Lucky grumpily thought. 

"What's your name?" He asked, then gracing the woman a small, friendly smile. 

Lucky mumbled her name in response, her normally confident voice leaving her in time of need.

"Excuse me but I didn't catch that. What was your name again, doll?" The man gently asked again, voice quite amused by the meek response he got from the young woman standing stiffly in front of him.

"Lucky." She repeated, a little more loudly this time. 

"Lucky. Huh. That's a unique name to have. I was almost certain that it would be 'Belle', since you looked like one to me." He mused loudly, then gave Lucky a playful wink when he noticed her surprised gaze.  

"Well Lucky, you may call me Thor, by the way. I'm the man responsible for your presence here today. And I'm sure you're wondering why you've been snatched from your pleasant tour by my men?"

"Yes, Thor, sir. I was. I was just about to head out this morning to buy myself some coffee when I was forcefully escorted here." And I need pills for my awful headache too. Lucky thought, but didn't bother voicing it out in front of the handsome stranger. And although her 'flight' instincts are screaming at her to run, she just can't leave her 'baby' behind, which is about to be fully-payed yet via 'Home Credit'. Fyi.

"Coffee? Are you, per chance, suffering a hangover?" Thor grinned, then took a sip of his drink.

"How... how did you know that? Were you spying on me?!"

"I wish I was, but no." He merely chuckled again from her accusation.

Lucky wasn't going to believe his gorgeous face, oh no, just because he looks like a Hollywood star doesn't give him permission to be a creepy stalker. There are normal ways in approaching a woman if you're interested, she angrily thought. But just when she was about to argue her case, Thor brought out his phone from his pocket and showed her a picture of them. Lucky let out a gasp of disbelief when she saw herself kissing Thor in the cheeks. How scandalous of her!

"This was taken last night at the Elbow Room. Sadly though, I think you've forgotten about this, seeing as you looked quite shocked right now." Thor quipped, looking genuinely sad.

"Ginoo ko, maria santisima..! I mean... I went drinking with you? Oh, God! I'm so sorry, Thor. I didn't really mean to forget you or whatever that picture means! It's just that, I'm a lightweight when it comes to alcohol, and most of the times I don't remember doing some things while drunk." Lucky reasoned. She was definitely panicking right now, since she truthfully don't remember the events that took place last night. 

Yes, she was roaming the busy streets of Phnom Penh last night. Fact. She got bored and decided to try a local but famous-looking bar. Fact. She remembered choosing a cheap lady's drink and was starting to enjoy the ambiance of the place. Another fact. Then, a foreign guy approached her and offered her a drink, which she politely decline. A definite fact. After that, her memories became foggy. Yet she was absolutely sure that the guy wasn't Thor. 

"I feel so bad right now. I really do! My memory regarding last night was foggy, please believe me! And I woke up this morning in my hotel room with a terrible headache." 

"I see. You did look quite out-of-sort last night. I mean, you only introduce yourself as 'doll' to me. I should've expected this." Said Thor, then a loud sigh left his lips.

"Fudge! I didn't steal from you, right?" Lucky is absolutely horrified by the possibility of it.

"Oh, no. But I guess you should see this. And also take note that this is some sort of punishment for forgetting me." Thor winked at her again, then sported a smirk that made Lucky's knees weak, in a good way. 

She almost didn't noticed the phone being placed at her hand if it weren't for the voice that she absolutely recognized as her own. There, in the video, was her face beside Thor. She was looking happily at the camera when she suddenly said, 'Happy Birthday, babe!'. Then, it was followed quickly by a 'Thank you, doll.' from Thor. After that, Lucky just giggled at him and the video ended. 

"Baby?" She repeated, looking deathly-pale from what she just saw.

"Yes, doll?" Thor teasingly answered, amusement clearly evident in his face now, while he looked at Lucky processing everything all at once. 

"I think I'm going to faint." Lucky whispered, her movements wavering, and unconsciously moving forward to Thor.

"Into my arms, please." The man let go of his drink quickly, not caring of the glass breaking on the hard floor, as he one-handedly caught the unconscious lady.