*End Of Flashback*
Tears rolled down my cheeks as the painful memory flashed across my mind. Mom.... I missed you. Are you okay up there in heaven? I thought to myself. "Hey...Y/n are you okay? Why are you crying?" Alex approached me. I immediately wiped my tears away.
Alex POV:
"Hey...Y/n are you okay? Why are you crying?" I approached her. Shit. I told you this bitch is making me soft. Ugh. I was about to place my arm around her shoulder but retracted. I don't wanna fucking look like a softie in front of her. I gotta keep myself composed. I can't be too caring. Jesus Steph you're a fucking mafia. Drug Lord. The fuck's gotten into you!? I mentally whacked my own head.
Alex's Devil: Just ignore her Steph... you're a fucking mafia man. Don't be a softie
Alex's Angel: Dude fucking look at her. She's a fucking mess. Doesn't mean you're comforting her you're a softie dumbass
Alex's Devil: Keep your cool Steph. Most importantly the bad boy vibe
Alex's Angel: Stop being a hoe and go comfort her already. Jheez...
I heavily sighed. Comforting it is. I took a deep long look at her and suddenly heard her sniffle. She looks like a mess right now and oddly but not surprising, I feel bad for her. I stepped closer to her and pulled her into a hug. I could feel her body tensed up against mine but after awhile she hugged me back. "Now care to tell me why you cried and scared the shit out of me?" I asked her. She let's go of the hug and sigh. "That locket reminds me of my mom. For some reason I had flashbacks of her death. I really miss her." She says and continue to sniffle. "Hey..." I placed both of my hands on her shoulder and she immediately looks up and made eye contact with me.
"Let me tell you something...My mom died when I was 9. I'm really close to her and she always makes me feel warm, happy and welcomed. I wasn't at all close to my dad. So I basically lost all my source of affection when mom passed away. I lost all the warmth and comfort. I lost the person who truly love me. My dad was an ass the whole time. After she passed away...I only see him once four months. I was young and I lack all the affection that I crave for. But what makes me who I am today is my determination to prove to the world that I'm not a Fucking pussy that'll get all depressed just because I got some Daddy issues." I look at her deep in the eyes meaning every single word I said. I don't understand why I opened up to her. Why I feel so emotionally connected to her. Why after all this years someone managed to spark a flame in this cold and brutal heart of mine. This cruel and ruthless hear of mine.
"Don't cry... It's not worth it that you're wasting your precious tears over that cunt of a dad. He's not worth it. Don't cry over someone that's gone. Just be happy knowing that she's in a better place now. You gotta be strong because this world...It's a rotten place. There's no such thing as compassion or kindness or some fucking moral shit. The sooner you know that the better." I displayed my most sincere smile. God I'm all sentimental again...This is not pretty. But I kinda like myself like this though. But HE won't ever like it, I thought to myself.
I raised my hand to reach her face and use my thumb to wipe her tears away. That bastard will pay for every tears she shed because of him. So far it's 5. And counting. I'm gonna enjoy myself as I destroy him slowly and painfully. I can't wait for the excruciating pain that I'll inflict upon him. It's gonna be so painfully slow that he'll see his own soul ebbed away from his own body.
"M-mr Stephen?" She said softly. Her soft voice interrupting my train of thoughts.
"Hmm?" I look at her. She bit her lips softly and for some reason that turned me on a little. Fuck. My gaze moved from your lips to my crotch in the most low-key way possible. "I uhm... Don't bring extra undergarments along" you said, sounding more like a squeak.
I look at you and then licked my dry lips . " I think it might be somewhere here. You can go search for it alright?" I immediately made my way out of the room. Shit. Why the sudden turn on. I look at my tent down there and sigh.
What the hell am I gonna do? I can't possibly do that to her. That will defeat my purpose of saving her from getting banged. I went to the bathroom and do what I had to do.
~8 am~
I sat on the dining table waiting for her. Where's that little maid of mine? I can't wait to see her in that uniform. I mischievously grinned to myself as I imagined her in that uniform. She must've looked really cute in those. Or sexy... who knows? After a few minutes of waiting patiently for her, she finally climbs down the stairs with that tight uniform of hers. I could see her tugging down on the hem of her uniform and looking all uncomfortable. Her face red from embarrassment.
"I-is it necessary to wear this?" She voiced out her discomfort wearing the tight maid uniform . I let out a soft chuckle considering how adorable she looks when she's all embarrassed. "Of course. Uniform signifies professionalism which is what I'm very particular about. So I hope you understand," I said with a slightly serious tone.
Alex's Devil: Yeah right... You're very particular about professionalism yet always feel like pouncing on her almost all the time
I facepalmed myself.
Alex: Shut Up I am professional
Alex's Angel: Self Control Steph. Don't even think about pouncing on her. That defeats your purpose of saving her.
Tae' Devil: It won't hurt though. Think about all the fun you could have with her...
Alex's Angel: Steph... Don't
Steph: WILL YOU BOTH JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!
This is so annoying! Of course I know fucking self-control. He don't have to remind me of that shit. Of course I feel like pouncing on her every damn second but that doesn't mean I can't control my damn hormones.
"So uhm can you clean?" She nods
"Can you cook?" She nods.
"Can you handle getting screamed at from me?" She paused for awhile. Then she slowly nods.
"Good..." I said. I gaze intensely at her while continuing what I intended to convey. "There's not much to do actually...You don't have to cook I have a personal chef. You don't have to water the plants...I have a gardener for that. You don't have to drive me around or wash my car because I obviously have a chauffer for that. All you have to do is clean and you have Grace to assist you with that?" I explain to her. She just nods her head like the idiot she is. "I'll be out for some business. I'll be back around 9pm. I want the house to be all squeaky once I'm back, understood?" She nods again.
As much as I don't wanna leave this little dummy alone, I gotta meet some business partner to discuss on future investments.
I got up from my seat and just left her without a word. I head towards my expensive Porsche, In my head planning the perfect torture for that bastard. I'm gonna enjoy myself tonight.
Choi Y/n POV:
"I'll be out for some business. I'll be back around 9pm. I want the house to be all squeaky once I'm back, understood?" I nodded,
After the long ass explanation he just left without a word.., The hell's wrong with this guy? Is he like bipolar or something? Just a moment ago he was this nice guy who comforted me and wipe my tears away, in a split second he changed into a cold-hearted asshole. Aishh, I smacked my forehead. He's just being professional you sensitive bitch. Just as I curse myself mentally, my stomach grumbled. I'm hungry. I cupped my stomach. What am I gonna do now?
I felt a tap on my shoulder and I immediately turned my head to see who it was. I see this handsome man with such a beautiful smile. "Hi I'm Kim YeongHan! I'm Mr Stephen's personal chef. You must be Ms Choi right?" He introduces himself cheerfully. I smiled back and nodded my head "Yes I am" I held out my hand to shake his. "I'm ordered by Mr Stephen to prepare breakfast for you. Your breakfast is ready. Follow me to the kitchen ok?" He walked to the kitchen and I tailed after him.
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Alex:
J: "Steph my man found that guy."
Alex: "Great"
J: What do you want me to do to him? Butcher him? Stab him?"
Alex: No. I'll do that part with my own hands. Send him to my door steps around 9pm. I'm a little busy now"
J: Sure can do man
I hung up and continued talking to Malik, a big mafia from Dubai. We're discussing on increasing our efficiency in drug trafficking and also collaborating with the biggest illegal tech company that will assist us on creating a technology that will digitally disguise our drugs in checkpoints so that drug trafficking would be easier for us.
Drugs is the major cause that builds my empire. I handle it locally and through overseas trading transactions too. Of course drugs is not the only thing I manage under my empire. Trained assassins, Fake I.D business, fake money Printing and also weaponry sale is also under my management. Not only this, I have a legal company of my own and my business specializes on jewelry. I have 15 Jewelry Chains under my company's name. What can I say...I'm a pretty fortunate man. All of this was handed down to me by that bastard of a father. He made me into the person that I am today. Well...at least I'm rich.
~9 pm~
"FUCK YOU! WHERE ARE YOU DRAGGINNG ME TO YOU LITTLE FUCKERS! LET GO OF ME!" The four men hold him firmly and drag him to the room I ordered them to. I can see from afar that that old bastard was struggling and trying to free himself. How ugly. How could such a hideous man make such a gorgeous girl like Choi Y/n? The four men tie him up to a chair in that room and left. That bastard was still screaming on top of his lungs. It's okay. After what I'm going to do, he won't even be capable of producing even the slightest whimper.
The four men walks towards me, bow and left. I immediately make my way to the room aka basement. I opened the door swiftly and shut it with a loud BANG. I stare at the old hag and my lips slowly form a smirk.
Narrator POV:
"We finally meet Mr Choi..." Alex said full of sinister. In the dark he stood. A glint of light from the dimly lit room made its way to Alex's face making him look like a serial killer. A bad aura clings to Alex. He seems... awfully calm. Like a predator patiently waiting for its prey. What is he up to you may ask? Just the most gruesome act ever witnessed in the face of the earth.
Choi Min Gyu squirmed uneasily on the plastic chair he's sitting on. What the hell does this man want from him? He thought to himself. "What do you want from me you little punk?!Who are you?!" Min Gyu screamed on top of his lungs. "Maybe this would refresh your memory." Alex unbuttons his shirt and took it off afterwards he back faced the old man. Dragon tattoo is seen.
It seems familiar. Min Gyu saw this tattoo before. It just seems awfully familiar yet he wasn't quite sure where he had seen it. Then, an image flashes in his head. A buff man in his late 40's. He's topless with a long polished sword in his right hand. Gold chain hung on his beefy neck. Long scar at his left brows. He turns his head and began to stare intensely at Min Gyu's eyes. Fierce. It is as though flames were seen in his pupils. Anger at its peak.
"R-richard? Richard Alonzo Stephen..." Min Gyu stuttered. Never has it crossed his mind that he would again be under that man's gaze.
Alex's eyebrows arched. "Oh so you do know my father?" A smirk creeped on his lips. This would all the more be frightening for him. The one time Alex's actually grateful for his father. This would only make it easier for him to taunt this old bastard. " You remember him? THE ONE WHO PAID YOU TO FUCK YOUR WIFE!" Min Gyu whimpered in response. Alex was going crazy. He hate this man. The extreme disgust he has towards this man in front of him is unspeakable. He did that to his wife and then to his daughter? His worse than an animal. As evil as Alex is, he never get involved in the prostitution business. He goes for the service of course. But he refuse to profit from or manage prostitutions as a business. That's wrong. You can't just fuck a girl against her will.
Alex dragged a chair with him and positioned it at the front of him. His face still shows extreme disgust towards that old man. He caught scents of alcohol. This man in front of him is reeked with alcohol. How could he still enjoy himself knowing that he sold his daughter to prostitution? This greedy pig is gonna pay. "You know Choi Y/n right?"
Alex's POV:
"You know Choi Y/n right?" The bastard's eye widen. "Th-that's my d-daughter. How do you know her? If you want her...you can't, I sold her already." How the fuck does this man still have the audacity to say that he sold her. This punk. I scoffed. "There's no need to say that...because she's already with me. I did what you should've done you fucking ass! Who the fuck would sell their daughter to prostitution. Only you! Selfish pig...You fucking brush her off like some trash!"
Shock clearly written all over his face." That's got nothing to do with you! She's MY daughter. I can do whatever the hell I want with her!" I'm appalled. The audacity he has even in the state of being tied up provokes me. "BUT IT'S NOT YOUR PUSSY THAT'LL BE RIPPED YOU LITTLE CUNT!" I snapped at that old hag. Then I heaved a deep long sigh. "Enough talking...I'm not here to talk" I said with a deep husky voice. "Then why the fuck do you bring me here then?" He yaps again. "You're here to fucking pay for what you did to her" I said. His eyes widen. His lips gapped but words struggled to come out. I smirked.
I stood up and than I went up to him. I placed my hand on the chair and turned it so that he could face the torture room. A sneak peek for what's to come. He's breathing paced up and it became more uneven. I could hear his whimpers. "P-please d-don't do this! I'll fucking repent. Just don't do this to me please! I won't fucking do it again!" I lowered my head to the side of his. "It's too late for that now don't you think? If I didn't save her, your repent wouldn't mean shit because she'd be destroyed by then." I half whispered. He still try squirming in hopes to let himself go. "Let me go!"
"Aaah speaking of let go , Y/n should totally see this." I whip out my phone and texted my bodyguard to bring her in.
A few moments later I hear the door behind me open and shut. I heard soft footsteps afterwards.
I turn my body only to see her in her maid uniform. My lips formed a light smile as I see her innocent figure taking small steps forward with reluctance and uncertainty. " Hey y/n I got a little something for you here!" I said with a seemingly cheerful tone. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She suddenly stop dead on her tracks. Her eyes widen and it seems like a pang of realization hit her.
"D-dad?" She stuttered
"Y/n!? Please help me! This crazy young man wants to hurt me! Please help your helpless father...". That old swine begs with an obvious tinge of fake affection towards y/n. My eyes twitched at the fakeness of his tone. I looked at her who is holding back her tears as she watches that swine being tide up.
"D-dad...Sir what are you going to do to him?" Her teary eyes moved its focus to me.
"I mean I'm punishing him for your sake. He sold you didn't he? So whatever punishment I'm gonna do is up to you..." I said. Drops of tears roll down her cheeks. Her confused eyes subtly changes to pure anger. She shuts her eyes as more tears roll down her cheeks.
Tears. It kills me to see her in this state.
She wipes away her tears.
Choi Y/n POV:
I wiped my tears away. I'll not cry because of this bastard. I'll stay strong. I walk to him with the best poker face I could make. I kneel before him and stare him in the eyes. This was the man I've loved. The man I've looked up to. The man I considered a father. The same man that gave me up to prostitution. The same man that considers me a nuisance. I stare into his eyes but I can't help but cry out all the pain. I feel a stinging pain on my chest as his face reminds me of my possible fate if it weren't for my boss.
I finally spoke. "Mark my words Choi Min Gyu. From today onwards you shall disregard me as your daughter. We are no longer blood tied. You have got nothing to do with me. Your life or death is no longer my concern. For now your fate is in his hands not mine." I can't help but sob in between lines as I speak to him for what seems like the last time.
"Y/n you don't mean that. Please don't do this to me! I promise to be a much better father!" He screams like a maniac. I continued my steps out of the room. "You ungrateful little bitch! Let me go at once!" I left the room without a word. It is clear to me now that he have not changed. He is still the same irresponsible old man that only cares about himself.
I heard the faint voice of my boss. "It's too late now old man... You're going to hell" He sounded really cruel. But whatever it is I promised myself not to care about that man anymore.