Damn it She is so innocent, the way of her behaviour it shows me clear, she has never seen the outer world she was kept to be manipulated. There is no self-will neither is there is a will to fight.
"Doll! Your name is three?" King asked to get more informations, Doll nodded without looking at him, her interest was more on the rose.
"Doll I told you something, should I remind you to look at me, when I'm talking to you." He said in a loud voice, but not angry, not yet.
Doll turned her face to him, "Sorry King." She comes over and kissed his lips, "yes, three is my name."
"Three is not a name it's a number, your birth name?" King asked patiently.
Doll shook her head, "No King, this is my name." She said a bit angry and determined as if she doesn't know her name.
King nodded, he looked at Tony, he should listen to each word of Doll.
"Okay Doll, your name is three, did you stood in a raw when they come to look after you?"
Doll smiles, "yes, King."
"What was the last name?"
Doll thought, her gaze shifted to the ceiling, she was trying to remember, "King it was thirty." She looked at him, the way he was staring her, the intensity was first horrifying her, but then she felt a heat raising inside her, a blush appeared on her cheek.
King was trying to get more from her, "Doll where did you lived?"
Doll took a bite, she doesn't wanted to talk about this with him, she kept silent. Her gaze went to the vase, King stood up he took the vase and placed it between them on the table.
Doll was looking at it.
King again lifts her chin, "thirty was the last, where you sold alone?" He asked her in determined tone, he wants an answer at any cost.
Doll shook her head, "no, we were sold together." She said and tears were skipping her eyes, his softness vanished to a hard grip.
"Fine, how you reached the place? Where was the auction? Do you remember anything?!" He shouts and frighten the hell out of her.
Doll was crying, she was sitting there in front of him, but she shook her head.
"Do tell me something!" He shouts again.
Doll shivers, "we were transported. It was dark. There were no..." She didn't know the right word of it, she turns her face and points on the window.
Tony saw that like the King, "you want to say, there weren't windows in the vehicle?" She nodded.
King loses the grip on her face, he took out his mobile phone and showed her a picture.
"Doll were you transported it this?"
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The heartbeat of a mafia boss (Under editing)
RomanceA dark story Will contain mature parts and abusing language. "Read on your own risk" He calls himself king, he is a Mafia boss and don't trust anyone besides his selected men's She is an innocent girl, but she never fears in front of him, he calls...