THE HANDSOME DOLL

CHAPTER IX

Because its the end of the month, everybody on the office are out, collecting funds and doing the business.

Im wiping the glass windows when the boss arrived.

"Good afternoon boss!" I greeted.

He's with another hot girl again. As usual, different one from those he had brought before. I headed out to leave them alone.

"You do your homework here Blythe.." he called out.

I frown. "Why will I do that?"

He's sitting on his chair, smoking, with the girl on his lap.

"I'll be checking on you outside and if I ever caught you doing your stuff there, you're dead meat."

I turn around as they start kissing.

That bastard! Does he think he can just order me around like a dog!

I prepared meals for the men. Spicy roasted turkey glaze with caramel sauce for tonight. I made meals expected for double number of them, because the last time they're out and the meals not sufficient, they're about to eat me alive if its possible.

When Im done, I picked up my notebooks and head to the office.

The girl with the boss's nowhere to be found. He's just standing there on the window, staring blankly ahead.

"Little doll.." he began and fetch a piece of paper on the drawer. He wiggle his pointer finger on me, so I move in front of his desk. "Is this you?"

I took a glance at the small paper which happens to be a picture of me and my brother when we're nine years old.

"WHAT THE!!" I screamed.

He burst out laughing. I attempt to grab the picture but he snatch his hand away.

"Give that to me boss!!"

He look at the picture once again and chuckles. It's so embarrassing. The picture was taken on our garden. We're wearing a halloween costume for a party. Bliss portrayed a medieval knight while I'd been on a black gown full of frills and laces with matching headdress. The trouble is my brown hair was waist long by that time.

"You really look like a doll in here, a bisque one." he teased. "What happen to your hair?"

"None of your business! Where did you get that?!" I insist, Im trying to reach the picture which he holds high, not realizing Im so close he grab me by the waist in one arm.

I push him away. A naughty smile curled on his lips.

"I found this on one of my old lady's files."

I think we have a copy of that too.

"Why is she keeping our picture?" I asked.

"Everyone who looks at this picture will surely keep it." he keeps laughing.

"Yeah yeah, laugh all you want boss."

He's about to change the conversation when Bruce step in with the boys following behind. They'd been on a fight. Some of them got bruises and bloody lips.

"What happened?" I asked.

"We're sorry boss, that man from the district, we're just collecting funds, but we got shove away by his hired men." Nick explains.

"You dumbassess! You dare show me your faces when you lose on that some bastard?" the boss shouted.

"They got guns boss."

During my stay here, I've learn that like the rule on our organization before, this people never uses guns for intimidation. If the bussiness gets too difficult for them to handle they will report it to boss Cheston and then he will go out to settle matters himself. These men have a high respect for the boss. Its as if everything he says will be their life's direction. I never knew yet how he settle those matters himself but maybe its that amazing. Bruce once told me that since boss Cheston take over the central office, he made them see themselves as bussiness men and not some mafia gangster.

I tend to the wounds they've got.

"Come with me Bruce, we'll be dealing this matter." the boss announce and he and some of the boys head out.

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After my work on the office, I picked up my bag and ran downstairs. When I step outside the building, I saw two suspicious men on the corner of my eyes. They look suspicious. Who on earth will wear shades in the middle of the night, besides my training before helps me distinguish what's suspicious and what's not.

Man, its a pain in the ass, that I sense them following me.

I glance at my watch, I've got an hour to deal this matter since I can't afford them spying me up to the flowershop. I turn left between the two building where its dark and no one will see us.

Im right, they're following me.

When I found the perfect deserted spot off the street, I turn around and throw my bag.

"What do you want?" I began.

"You're from Ligneri-Blanc Family?" the ugly tanned man asked. He took off his shade, revealing two squinted eyes.

"What if I am?"

"Then you're dead, kid."the other man, a taller one this time and uglier said, they look at me from head to toe. "But its not everyday that we got to laid eyes on such an adorable creature, we're actually planning to teach them a lesson through you but it'll be a waste to do it quickly and since you insist on bringing us here, we'll make fun first." he explains.

I brushed a hand on my face. Heavens! they're perverts. What if Im a guy, will they said the same thing?

Anyhow, Im itching to use my karate skills.

The men charge and lurge onto me but I punch them, and kick there, and threw a fist on one ugly tanned man cheek bone, kicking the tall one in the stomach. I keep repeating my learned techniques until they're both lying on the ground.

Aww! my fist hurts, they've got thick bones.

They both got bruises and bloody mouths, curling up to their stomach.

I felt myself laughing. So my karate skills not rotting yet. Though my fist got bruises too. I picked up my bag and attempt to run but the ugly tall man manages to stood up, block my way with a knife and threaten to stab me if I make one single step.

Fuck! I never predict it will go this far.

"You're tough kid." the tall man starts grabbing me by the collar, dragging me to the wall.

I choke off.

"The party's just getting started, you punk, don't worry Im a good sucker!"

To my horror, the ugly man push me to the cold dirty ground and starts running his large callous hand on my face while the other one holds the knife close to my neck.

"LET GO!!" I scream, struggling, kicking my feet.

He laugh and slap me on the face. "Keep your mouth shut or I'll stuff your balls on it!"

The other man tore my blazer jacket, brushing a hand on my chest. I scream my lungs out but the tall man holding me down put a hand on my mouth, I bite it.

"What the fuck.. the kid's a girl? Shit!" the other one whispered.

They laugh again.

Damn it! My mind starts flashing horrible things Im about to experience. Im chaste! Heavens! Someone help me! I begin bracing myself to what they'll do next and shut my eyes tight. I don't want to remember their ugly faces as they do me.

Just then, the tall man on top of me was kick from behind.

"What're you doing?" shouts a familiar voice.

I slowly open my eyes and saw boss Cheston holding the tall man by the collar and punching him hard, sending him flying to the wall.

He turns to the ugly tanned man who feels my chest but he was on his feet, dropping the knife as he attempts to ran. But Bruce and Mint block his way. They beat the hell on both of them.

I lie on my left side there, my muscles begin shaking badly. Im almost... They almost...

The boss kneels over and carried me on his arms. I didn't struggle. My mind's racing, trying to sink the hell I just got myself into.