kalon [JOHNTEN] ON HOLD

Chapter 4

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Ten POV

Ten stepped out of the car, delicately placing his small foot on the hard grey cement sidewalk, ducking his head slightly as he moved his body out of the vehicle

He straightened his body, a few small pops and cracks could be heard from his stiff bones as he tilted his head, a satisfying pop emanating from his neck

He reached at his suit collar, his fingers wrapping around the rim of the sunglasses which were so neatly placed on the neck of his shirt

Raising the shades to his face and placing them ever so gracefully on the bridge of his nose, blocking the harsh summer sun from his eyes

Ten then began to walk forward to the building in front of him, his secretary scurrying along

Ten was the face of his father's company, but he was only the puppet controlled by the marionette who had the audacity to call himself Ten's parent

Ten shook the thought from his head, and walked into the enormous office building

He looked around, the office area, glancing at all the scared employees who would immediately look at the floor and avoid any sort of eye contact when Ten would look their way

Ten rolled his eyes, his father had instilled this fear in his workers. Or as Mr Lee liked to call them. Pawns. Like the ones in a game of chess, the useless pieces that won't hurt if you loose them, the pieces that no one would miss or cry over when dead, because they all served one purpose according to Mr Lee, and that was to live for his success, and die if needed to further enlighten the future that Ten's father desired to experience

Ten pitied these people, but of course he couldn't express that emotion, or any emotions, for Ten was like the Queen in his father's idiotic game of chess, does all the work, but in the end, is no longer needed. Because according to Mr Lee, he himself was the King, and the only one who needed to make it to the end

Ten knew of his father's uncaring attitude towards him, Ten was only there to fullfil his father's sexual desires

Ten was the only thing his father had that reminded him of his dead wife, so Ten's father would take all of his horrid needy fantasies about his dead love out on his only child

Oh how Ten longed to be dead.