The Boss never cries.

Chapter Three

Stepping into club 909, Emily felt this was one of the craziest idea she has agreed to.

Emily trying to close her ears as the music sounds like their speakers where broken shouted on top of her voice:
Andrew am starting to regret this, while Andrew drags her through the crowd on to the dance floor, heading towards the bar.

Giving her a big smile, Andrew Drew her closer to himself. At the bar, he turned to look at her: don’t worry beautiful, you will feel alright after taking this. He called to the bar tender to give them two shots. Him taking one and pushing the other to her, she shut her eyes close after draining the liquid.

After a minute, she said wow, that was good, bring another round. And another one, when Andrew turn on his tool, facing the direction of the dance floor, Emily followed his gaze and saw what took his attention.

Leaning in, close to him, she whispered: go get the blonde, he was shock and she gave her warmest smile, don’t worry about me, am going to be good. Taking his wallet from his back pocket, gave money to the bartender, and if her anything else she needs, I will take the bills.

With that, he drew her close to himself and kissed the cheeks, if you need anything, call me or come get me okay?

Okay answered Emily.

With that, Andrew crossed to the dance floor in mere seconds, making Emily smiled and turn back to her drink.

Can you get me something stronger, asked a tipsy Emily as her head was now on the bar counter. A smelling looking man in his mid-thirties walked close and gave her peck on the cheek, startled by such act, she pushed the big bear guy away, don’t come near me you pig head, shouted Emily, though her voice wasn’t that loud.

Taking the last shot, she turned to see Andrew engrossed with the blonde, she picked her purse, she stood on her feet, looking to fall forward, holding herself from the fall, she knew she needs to get home.

With that she pushed everyone on her path till she reached the entrance to the club.

Walking into the dark alley, she started singing out her sorrow, now tears where running down her face, feeling as if her heart will tear out in pieces, she didn’t noticed she had companies until someone said, hey pretty, stop sobbing, you can use your mouth for something better below my belt.

The others started laughing her as Emily knew she was in trouble.

Turning around to the voice, she noticed the guy that tried kissing her earlier, who was 5.8, with two other short guys with round belly. With that, she chilled as her brain stopped functioning.

Thinking of what to do, she started running when one of the guys shouted: stop right there. If I get to you, you will wish you had cooperated and it would have been fun.

With that, Emily sighed, while still running fast, only that this time, three guys where pursuing her as if their lives depended on her.

Not seeing where she was running to, Emily stumble into a wall. Lifting her face, not seeing the person in front of her, all she knew was this guy must be good looking with such muscles. Still thinking when a strong voice broke into her thoughts: turn your backs and get out and nobody will be hurt.

Said her savior authoritatively.  The three men laughed, making Emily to shiver in fear.

Antonio pushed the girl gently behind him, running to where the men stood, he started punching. All Emily could hear were cries of pain when she closed her eyes to pray. Please God, just for today, save this man. When the man approached her, she shivered.

Antonio answered her unasked question: I started fighting at the age of ten. I have fought more people than three drunk men. So don’t worry. Looking lustfully at her, letting his gaze to run from her head to her toes he commented: you look quite beautiful, that explains why those men couldn’t control themselves.

Smiling shyly, Emily answered thanks though it was barely audible.

Come let me take you home, my car is over there. Emily walked side by side with him to his rented car, Antonio extended his hand, I  am Antonio, and you are?

Emily and she shook the hand.

This is me, said Antonio stopping in front of his rented car parked by the street. Turning to open the  door for her, she waited with a smile. He  then turned to driver’s side and opened the door.

Starting the ignition, so where are we heading?  Antonio asked.

When no answer came forth, he turned on his sit to see her shaking and crying softly. Instantly, he forgot about his pain as the sight of this pretty girl sobbing was breaking his heart.

Shhhhh, it’s okay to cry, while rubbing her back.

Emily cried for a while and after stopped sobbing. By the time Antonio realize she had stopped sobbing, he  was still  holding her tight when he figured she was asleep.