Beauty and The Beast

Prologue

I was closing my eyes, hearing the wind that blows instead of hearing the pleading man in front me being scolded & threaten by Costner. How long will it takes until this was over. I hate to wait, if i wanted to get anything done, then it should be done quick. I opened my eyes, and saw now the poor man was on his knees pleading for forgiveness. I could see fright in his eyes, good. It made me smile, now he knew who he was dealing with. I stood up, the room was silenced that second, i strolled the room slowly and stopped at the beautiful painting on the wall. I gave few seconds to admire this art and no one dared to distract me. Then got to the nearest desk, and spotted a frame with a picture of two cute little boys. I turned to face the poor man,

"You have beautiful kids, Mr. Jones." I spoke, and gaining his frighten face. I waited for his reply but nothing came out of his mouth.

Then his tears exploded, "please forgive me Mr.Black. I will give your money back, but please release me and don't touch my kids."

"There are two things that i hate the most, Mr.Jones. One, when someone touches me. Two, when someone touches my money." I pulled out my Djarum Black from a pocket and lighted it.

"I promise i will give your money back, just give me time. Please i beg you "

I ignored him and walked around his study again. How can he got my money back? He was broke and penny-less now. How do i know this? Because i'm the one who made sure of it. I used all the power i had to make him can't find any job or business in this country anymore. I knew his deliberate trickery intended to gain advantage of me, i found some of my income statements weren't balanced. My money has gone with the wind only heaven knows where. How dared he fraud me without thinking about the consequences. I had the feeling i will lose one of my best accountant today.

I turned to Costner and said, "finish it!" Then walked out of the room after earning a curt nod from him. I heard he ordered "kill him!" to his men before following me walked out the door.

Once outside the house i grimaced to the heat that hit my eyes. We stood at the sidewalk waiting for my car, when i catch a glimpse of heaven. It only took me seconds to appreciate the creature, then i saw from the corner of my eye a crazy motorbike crossed the wrong way and nearly bumped into her. She stumbled from the impact and hit the ground. I instinctively grabbed her arms.

"Get him!" I told Costner to catch the crazy biker. But before he did, she spoke.

"No ! It's alright. You don't have to catch him." I distasted her idea but chose to let it go, instead i went down my knee leveling her eyes.

"Are you alright, Miss ?" I asked with a concerned in my voice. I was shocked with my own voice.

"Yeah, i think so." She answered, but kept her head down checking her knees and elbows that now had a few scratch and wound.

"Do you need to go to the hospital ?" Looked at her wounds, they surely needed medication.

"No, it's fine. I can cure it at home. Thank you for helping, Sir." This time she tilt her head up, and my heart stopped beating for a second. What i saw was the greenest eyes i've ever seen. I lost at those big emerald eyes for a moment. I took that moment to study her. Her perfect fairy skin only inches away from me, her pink beautiful lips twitched making a wonderful smile. To top it off was her long wavy brunette hair fall above her belly.

"Can you stand ?"

She startled a second then answered, "I guess." As she tried to get up with my help.

"I think my feet can manage a walk on their own, Sir." She said, a little uncomfortable. I wondered why, until my eyes landed on the firm grip i still had on her arms. I quickly released them.

"Sorry"

"No, it's okay. Thank you for helping me, i should probably go." She smiled that breath-taking smile again. I just gave my curt nod, then she turned her back and walked away.

I was left dumb-folded thinking about what just happened a few seconds ago. Costner dragged me back to earth to inform me that the car was here. As i got in the car, i drown my self in the papers. So much work to do, so much papershits to read, but my mind still lingered on the most beautiful woman i've ever laid my eyes on. How can a woman that beautiful be in this site of the city, this site of surroundings. She should be enjoying the glamorous of New York. Not the poor site of the Bronx.