My day was like any other day, dealing with assholes at the casino who lie about having won the jackpot and such, then you got the little gangs that like to pick fights with my men. I don't know how gramps was able to do this for so long. It's fucking boring. It's just signing papers and barking at people. But everything changed when this afternoon I was scrolling through my phone and a couple of my men drug in this scraggy looking teen saying she had been rummaging through our trash "boss, what should we do with her?" With out turning around to even look "Kill her." I could hear them raise their rifles and cock them, but for some reason I just felt compelled to turn around, at the corner of my eye I saw this scrawny little red head with tears flowing down her cheek. "Wait!" I held up my had. "Is everything okay boss?" One of the men spoke "yeah everything's fine, you girl!" She snapped her head towards me "y-yes sir?" "Why the fuck are you here, and where are your parents?" She looked down at the floor "w-well i.." "look at me for fuck sake" I interrupted her "continue" I said waving my hand. She went on to tell me about her life and her mother, and how she ended up here. She honestly looked adorable sitting there. Before I know it I snapped back to it with her and my guards just staring at me. *clears throat* and points to the guards "you two leave and shut the door behind you." "But boss, didn't you say you wanted her dead?" I reached into my side holster and pulled out my 44 Mag revolver and aimed it at the guard
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I pulled back the hammer "are you questioning me?" "N-No sir I'm not!" He stuttered. "Then get. the. fuck. out!" Both the men walked out and shut the door without a second word. I set the gun on my desk and stood up "Now, what am I going to do to you little missy" I walked over to the windows fixing the wrist cuffs on my suit. She was trembling on the floor, I shut the curtains on the windows and went up behind her and placed my hand on her head, she flinched hard and I knelt down in front of her "you should really be punished for what you've done" I got beside her ear and whispered "I really don't like thieves" I then stood up and sat on my desk and grabbed my gun again. "Now how do, I punish you" she backed up against the door crying "please don't hurt me, please!" "Oh god no I'm not gonna kill you, that's a mess I don't wanna have to clean up" I chuckled
pov (Ashley)
This man they call boss was terrifying, I was pressed against the door so hard I felt like I was gonna merge with it, my heart was pounding so hard it hurt. The man started walking towards me and I closed my eyes "now you're not afraid of me are you?" He asked in a soft voice, I could feel the cold steel pressed against my cheek as it was drug down, I started crying again "what's your name?" He asked again in that soft voice "My names Ashley, and I'm 18" I tried to scoot away but his other hand slammed against the wall, I started to violently shake in fear. "My my your a like a little Chihuahua aren't you?" The man spoke I tried to control my shaking but I was scared shitless right now. I tell myself to calm down and I look into the mans eyes and my whole body stops shaking and I feel relaxed, I could tell he was baffled by how quickly I could compose myself but it was something I learned from the way things were with mother I had to learn how to control myself when she had company around or if she was with me for any school things because she wanted to make sure nobody tried to call child protection services on her for the third time in her life.
pov (Chris)
I noticed as she stopped shaking as if someone else had taken over her body "you don't seem scared of me anymore." She looked up at me and stood up, she looked up to me as I was glaring back down at her. She started walking towards me, almost stepping on my toes. Shocked, I started stepping back, she was getting closer and closer and I kept stepping back. Until I finally hit my desk as her chest pressed up against mine, she got really close to the side of my face "you're not as scary as you act" she ran her fingers up my chest, my heart about to beat out of my chest. I wanted to say something but no words came out, I reached out my hand and placed it on her cheek and she let out a little chuckle "silly boy~"
