Sipping hot chocolate in the morning, making sure i start my day while being on sugar high. Some people start theirs while being on caffeine high, but i cant handle coffee, the bitterness is just not my cup of tea.

Waking myself up and making sure i had a good sip before my work, i walk to my desk with my hot choco, ready to ready my yesterday's work before continuing them. Reading new case i took. Oh i love my job.

Like usual, i then get ready to work and finally i am outside again. Walking to my Law-firm, the place i mostly in, working.

usually go to work by walking since its pretty close and i can take advantage of it since i'll be exercising at the same time, even tho riding a bike would be more convenient but i rather walk while reading my work case. A long case i'm trying to take care of. Human Trafficking.

My mom was once a victim and i am the product of that.

"ah fuck, this vicious cycle"

i always go to work while holding my paper, i never learn from my mistake, reading while walking is incredibly dangerous but i just cant, its part of my routine. Fuck it, i dont care as long as this paper is save and sound is all i ask for, i am holding an investigation of my mom's human trafficking case and it took me so long to gather this many progress.

i check on my watch "30 more minutes, yeah manageable-"

brak, fuck i crashed onto someone.

i open my eyes and i saw a really tall man with a pair of white suit, shit dont tell me i stained it-

"oh my, i am so sorry, are you okay sir?" i ask while trying to stand.

"i am okay, are okay miss?" he asked.

"all good, ah my papers" i look down and its everywhere.

i crouch and start getting them, fuck if its messy, just no missing part please, i whine in my heart.

He then help me getting them all and luckily everything is still there.

"thank you sire, i apologize, im so sorry".

He smile and "its okay miss, i see that you seems to be interested in human trafficking case, i am intrigued to know what is your thoughts about it".

as he offer his hands, a sign of handshake.

I hate socializing and talking, i didn't bring my card that has my contact info in it, usually i put them in my office and rarely bringing them everywhere with me. so i guess we are not fated.

"ah, its my pleasure but im afraid my time is ticking, work is calling sire, i really like to but i dont have my contact info card right now". i excused myself.

"Wait miss, here my info card". he hands them gently. While smiling. "i have expectations for you later".

chills, all over me, it gave me goosebumps. "Aha, yes…." i smile awkwardly, not looking at his contact info. I then fast walk to my work.

"We shall meet again".

I finally arrive and now sitting in my desk. Ah what a relieve. i then remember the accident occurred this morning. thinking i should check the card he gave.

"Mr. Mateo Adler. Sounds familiar…".

I thought deep down, trying to think every possible answer. And ended up empty handed.

The CEO of…. V company? what the hell is this? this company is famous for their investigations and their famous work was the… human trafficking case!? as i search their company on the internet.

"he's a big shot, yup".

"Should i? i want to talk to him about mom's case but…. if i meet him for sure i'll get myself into unwanted problems". Well fuck that shit. I need this piece of info more than my own life.

time passes. it is time for me to go home.

At night i never go home by walking, it's dangerous, so i prefer to go home by bus. much convenient. I walk in the bus and sit on the sit i usually on. looking at the luminosity of the bustling and crowded. I hate this atmosphere.

finally stopped in-front of my apartment building. finally home. after i get a nice warm bath i check on this Mateo guy again… should i give it a go?, i contemplate.

Few minutes later i grab my phone and insert the number stated in the card.

"ring ring". it sounds.

"Mateo Adler speaking". he said.

just a good silence i left him processing what did i just done.

"hoo, is this miss that i met this morning?, i ak expecting your call miss". he said smugly.

"Hi…Uh sir". awkwardly i greet him.

"Well before speaking i'd like to know your name miss, basic courtesy". he barked.

i am pissed.

"I am Rosa, Rosa Amos".

"Oho seems like our names suit each others. Gift of god and Carried by god. Seems like a fate".

"Oh my? interesting, i've been meaning to ask when will you be free? the case you saw, i want to talk more about it". i get straight into the point, i hate wasting my time on nonsensical flirting.

"hmmm, how does friday night sounds like? ill pick you up, just send me your address-"

"no need i'll wait at nearby bus station, just pick me there". i cut him, giving my address? in his dream.

"Oh my bad. sorry for the inconvenience for that, sure i'll do as you say". he sighed.

"good, then see you, have a good rest". wishing him before ending this call.

"yes, you too miss Rosa". he barked and i cut his call immediately.

"oh hell that man is one of a pain in the butt for sure". as i walk to my desk once more and continue working until 11pm.

night has come and it is time to rest, i value a good rest over anything. Shall i meet him later in a few days.