The whole city is busy like a beehive and everybody are making their way hurriedly to be some place on time. Monday mornings are hated universally but everybody are expected to be on their best behaviour. It is highly unacceptable for a responsible person to drink early in the morning yet alone on a Monday morning. But those things didn't apply to Natalie Wang. She is already stressed out as she learnt that her housemaid won't be back since she is pregnant. It was such a short notice and even the agency didn't have any suitable candidate to send for Natalie. Natalie can handle business partners being jerks and her own office people being heads but she can't handle living without a housemaid. She had no basic idea how to boil an egg or mop a floor. Her motto is dress to impress but today with lot of creases she looked like she is straight out of bed. Her breakfast was two shots of neat vodka. Of course vodka was strawberry flavoured. She didn't forget to have fruits in the morning. She knew she shouldn't be driving with that much alcohol in her system but today won't be the first time. But misery surely comes in double portions. She checked the part where the motorcyclist hit her BMW. The left side of the front had a major dent and red paint peeled off. She was driving her sports model which she rarely does but today she needed all the moral support she could get. Now she is regretting her choice as she stood there starring at the damaged vehicle. She looked around for her motorcyclist. He was checking his bike which had taken a much larger damage than her car. It was clearly his fault. He suddenly cut the main road from a side road and Natalie didn't have enough time to avoid the crash. Luckily he wasn't hurt only the motorcycle has taken a hit. She wanted to burn the motorcyclist alive but she knew if she suggested to go police, she would be the one to get penalized for driving under influence. She couldn't take chances and the best way to solve this was to let him go. She could see he was slowly making his way towards her

"I admit it was my fault Miss” he sounded worried but like ‘I own up to my ' kind of confident.  

"But I can't go to the Police now. I'm on my way to a very important meeting. So I'll leave my contact number with you, you call me with the damage. I'll pay for the repair" he extended his business card.

Natalie couldn't imagine the guts of the guy. He anyway looked homeless with his ripped jeans and old leather jacket. Even his motorcycle didn't look great before becoming a pulp. Either he was plain stupid or he had no idea how much it would cost to repair a latest model BMW sports car.

"Don't bother" Natalie refused his card and got into the car.

Though the front was damaged it was still drivable. However, the young man had different plans as he got into the passenger seat of the car with his bag. Natalie was astonished for couple of seconds even to say something.

"What the hell are you doing?" she couldn't control the anger in her voice.

"Well, as I told you earlier, I have a very important meeting to attend. My bike is not in a state to driving so please drop me near Plaza Tower. Just think this is your good deed for the day" he said in a cheerful calm voice that one would not expect from someone who just had a terrible accident.

"Are you ing kidding me right now?" Natalie couldn't believe he had guts to sit in her car and request to be drop off to his location.

"Come on, I did cut the road but you are drunk. So we are equal. We both can't go to the police so let's settle this amicably" he extended his hand as to offer peace.

Natalie didn't want to lose but she knew he made a fair point. There is no way in that she would decide to go to Police while she has some strong alcohol in her system. She wouldn't mind the fine or cancellation of the license for few months but she had an image to manage for the sake of her company. Eventually she decided to give up and drive the trouble maker to Plaza tower since it was anyway on her way to office.

"FYI, I'm not drunk" Natalie isn't used to losing so she said in a matter of fact tone just to make sure that she didn't give him a ride because of his threat.

"Sure, sure. But who will believe it?" he chuckled as he was getting out from the car near the Plaza tower. "By the way, call me. I'll pay for the repair" he kept his card on the dashboard and closed the door. He gave a small salute before walking inside the building. Natalie shook her head as to erase his image from her memory as she drove away.

She reached her allocated parking lot in the underground parking of the company building. It had a small board placed saying 'Reserved for VP- Project Planning. She is the youngest VP of the company