A 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...
It was the first time, he stopped her the calm way. She was looking into his eyes, both were lost the moment he placed his palm on her mouth to stop her, he could have let her talk about it, but that wasn't new for him, he was sharing a same story with her.
I don't know why I stopped her. All I know is that I won't let her go back again. Never will I sent her to them or anyone else, she has suffered a lot there is no need to make her feel it again.
Why he stopped me, it was him to know more about me and the organisation. I was, no I'm ready to tell him everything about them. How they used us and the kids, oh those poor kids.
King slowly removes his palm from her mouth, she was looking into his eyes, both didn't turned away from each other.
There was a silent between them, Doll was witnessing something for the first time, tears were rolling down the cheeks of the King, when she met him first, she couldn't differences between the rain and tear drops, but now it was clear visible. He was crying.
Doll was shaking, but she placed her hands on his face, the same way he did it once. She was wiping his tears away with her thumbs.
King closed his eyes, "I know exactly what the boys went through," he has never talked to her about his past, but it was time to let her know. "The day my mother was killed by my own father, I left the house to give her the last respect. I somehow managed it, there are a few people who have a heart. They helped me. I returned back home, I would never call it home again, but that time it was my home. It was dirty and small, when I reached there I was ALONE."
I was looking around the house, "Papa?"
I called him several times, but I couldn't find him. I was sitting on the ground, hungry and thirsty, when I heard how the door opens.
Our door was broken and there was always a squeaking noise, I turned and found my father.
"Papa!" I was scared, I thought he left me there, but he come back.
The old man come further with him was another man. I was confused, "Papa who is he?"
The old man turned to the man, "Sir, your new son."
I was more than confused, why he said that. The man gave my father an amount and without looking at me once he left me alone with a stranger.
The King sat on the bed, he was back facing her, "you remember?" She was confused, but the she saw his back, "you have scars?" She asked.
"I'm a Phoenix. I raise from the ashes!"
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Doll went with her hand through his painting, she could feel the scarring on his skin. She placed her lips on them to heal him.
I had no idea, what man was going to do with me, I was too young to understand.
"Come my boy, it's time to leave this place and enter a new world."
I was scared, but the man was taller and stronger. He lifted me in his arms and dragged me into his car.
I was caged you know, THEY used me.
Doll was shivering, "they use us too, I had to take it in my mouth. Others had to heart the pain like you had. I don't want to go back." She hugs him and kisses her head, "I won't sent you back, you will stay here with me."
Doll hold him tighter, "how could you escape?"
King looked at the side bed cupboard, there was a lonely rose, he took it in his hands, "I killed him!" He crushed the rose in his hands, "I took his toy, a whip, he loved to use it. Then I used it on him, I killed him after torturing him. He was old I was young the age difference was there, but the strength was on my side."
Doll hold him tighter, "how many years you were with him?"
"Too many to count. I was between five or six today I am 28 and I left the place when I was 16 years old."
Doll looked at him, "you were captured."
"10 years of torture I let it out in a few hours, I felt relieved, when he took his last breaths. I got to know who he is after killing me. I used to live in India, but he brought me to Czechia. I'm not from here and you?"
Doll was confused, "I'm not from here, but I'm not from India." She said and he shrugs, "so what? I have killed him and his loyal men's tried to chase me, but they didn't know anything about me. I had all I wanted, even if they had killed me I would find my peace. But then I remembered my father and the last words of the old man."
"Your father sold you to me, he is a pimp he will continue to sell women and kids to perverts like me. Now I will have my fun with you."
"Doll I know how much it pains, that is why I always ask for permission. I'm not a monster!"
Doll was snuggling her cheek into his neck, "I know, I will never forget that."
"His men's chased me and I had the gun in my hand, pulled the trigger, first I felt a heavy reverse effect, I almost lost my balance, but then I hide behind pillars, I have no idea but I guess the bloodlust and adrenalin rush was too high. I just killed them all one after one."
Doll's hands were on his chest, she digs her mild into his flesh, "you had to do it."
"I continued with it. I went from there with enough money. That bastard was damn rich, I took as much as I could carry, then I returned to his place, no one knew he and his men's are death. I entered the house and robbed it."
Doll looked at him, "you become the King."
"Over night!" He was breathing uncontrolled, she broke the hug and filled the glass with water, she gave it to him, "please king drink it."
The king looked at her, he drunk from her hands, "I built up an empire with his money, I know it's dirty money, but I didn't care about it. I accepted to kill anyone for my price. But I have a rule, every man with courage should have it."
Doll cups his face, "you don't hurt women or kids?"
King nods, "I don't sell them neither I let that happen, but something is going on in my city Praha, I want to get to the root of it, tell me more."
The pressure on his hand was so strong that he broke the glass in his hand. Doll didn't scared, she took the glass pieces with care from the bed and his hand, she took a tissue and put pressure on his wound.
"I was born in the organisation, I don't remember how I ended up here. I used to hear from other's they got kidnapped. I wasn't sure what that mean till one of them explained me. She said 'I was living with my parents in a house, one night they come with guns and shoot them death. They abducted me and now they are going to sell me to other men's.' I asked her where she is from. 'We are in Pakistan.' I nodded to her, you know I don't know where it is, I don't know where India is neither do I know where... Cz... Czechia is."
The king went through her hairs, "do you remember anything?"
Doll was thinking, "yes king, we had a long journey it was the first time, we are/were used to live in darkness with small space, we were transferred from one dark room to another."
King nodded, "could mean you were shipped in containers. A few died?"
Doll nodded, "they were hungry, they didn't give them much. We were separated from the other's. You know we the thirty in one raw and the rest were always separated."
King nods to her, "I know, this helps me a lot." He made her lie on the bed.