Chapter 4 My Doll

Alex's POV

"Dismiss". I ordered all the employees who attended the meeting and were waiting for my order to leave the hall. One-by-one, they all left, leaving me and my secretary in the hall. I glanced at her and then closed my eyes, leaning my head on the table. "Rosie, you can also leave and send one strong cup of coffee." I heard her footsteps fading and then the glass door closing.

I kept my head on the table with my eyes closed. I was about to blink when suddenly the door opened and the whole hall echoed with a loud, cheerful sound. "Hey fellas!" Samuel shouted and sat beside me.

"What happened? Why are you looking so cheerful and shouting like a drunk man? Are you already drunk in the morning?" I glared at him and then again closed my eyes, resting my head on the chair.

"Morning?" Samuel checked his watch and asked, "Which country's time zone are you in? It's 4 o'clock here." And then I realised I was in the meeting for 5 hours, and because of me, the employees also missed their lunch break.

"Whatever."

"Why do I feel that someone is going to die today just because your mood is not good? Is something happening?" He asked, keeping his hand on my chair, and stood. I wasn't in the mood to talk, so I just stood and started walking towards the door. But his words halt my steps. "It's okay if you don't want to know about your doll."

I turned and raised my brow, looking at him. If it were his joke to cheer me up, I would throw him out right now. He walked near me while smiling. "I saw him today. He was with a guy and a kid. Maybe he......"

Before he could finish his sentence, I grabbed his collar and gritted my teeth. "HE IS MINE, ONLY MINE. MY DOLL."

He raised his hands in the air and said, "When did I say he was not yours? I just said I saw him today outside the city hospital."

"Which hospital?"

"Paradise hospital." Samuel replied, and I left his collar. He added, "He is a doctor there." He said it with a grin on his face, like he was trying to tease for some reason. I didn't ask him further, knowing he would give me a stupid reason.

"Drinks on me." I said that and left the meeting hall, walking directly towards my cabin. I entered and closed the door with my foot. I sat on my chair and smirked. I would drive away every person who is close to him. He was only mine. My doll is only my toy.

In the night, around 10 p.m., I was returning from the company. I was sitting in my car with my eyes closed because I was having a headache. Then suddenly, the car stopped, and a loud knock was heard at the door. I was about to open my eyes when my driver said, "Sir, you rest; there is some useless man who is crying for help; maybe he is a beggar."

I hummed in response and stayed with my eyes closed. Then I whispered in the voice of my bodyguard, "He is not a beggar. He is the man from the orphanage." Hearing his whispered voice, I instantly opened my eyes and looked in that direction.

The scene in front of me did something to my heart. I felt a stir in my spine. I saw my doll being dragged by four guys, and then one guy started trying to remove his shirt. My doll was crying, pleading, and struggling to leave him with them.

Without any delay, I loaded my gun, came out of the car, and shot a guy who was holding my doll's chin. Whoever touched my doll would be killed by me.

The remaining three guys turned and looked in my direction, but because of the darkness, they couldn't see me. "Run or die!" I shouted to let them know that I was giving them a chance to save themselves, but they all started laughing.

My doll stood and ran towards me, but he fell in the middle of the road. His teary eyes increased the anger inside me, and then, without wasting a single second, I shot those three guys. And everything fell into silence; only my doll's sobs were audible.

I walked to my doll, but before I could reach him, he lost his consciousness. I hurriedly went to him and removed my coat and made him wear it, as his clothes were already torn and he was half-naked. I picked up his unconscious figure in bridal style and sat inside the car. "To Mansion." I ordered my driver, and he drove away.

I walked inside the mansion holding him and directly went to my room. Samuel and the maid came inside, running behind me. I placed him on the bed and then covered him with the blanket. I didn't want anyone to see him in this half-naked condition.

"Call the doctor." I said that and went to the bathroom. I didn't know who, but I heard some footsteps going farther, like someone was running; maybe the maid or Samuel went to the hospital for a doctor.

After freshening up and changing into comfy clothes, I came out and ran my eyes around the room, but there was no sign of a doctor, and Samuel was walking back and forth with confusion written on his face.

"Where is the doctor?" I asked, sitting on the couch, staring at the figure placed on my bed.

Samuel stood in front of me, blocking my view. I tilted my head and glared at him. He asked, "Why is he here? What did you do with him?" Instead of giving him an answer, I took out a cigarette and lit it. I was about to put it in my mouth, but he snatched it from my fingers, threw it down, and crushed it with his foot. "Don't show me your cold attitude."

My eyes were still stuck on the figure on the bed-my doll. There was an injury on his forehead, and blood was coming out of the side of his lips. His cheeks were swollen, and there were bruises on his neck and hands. My fingers turned into fists.

Samuel sat beside me and took a deep sigh. "I know it's just your... Just forget it, but he is an innocent person who has a family. Let him go; his family must be worried." He said it calmly, but his words were making me lose control. I was already feeling strange seeing my doll in this condition. And then Samuel's words were giving me a headache.

I had earned so much fame in the business and mafia worlds that everyone used to bow before me. Every bachelor wanted to add his or her name to mine, but till date I have not been impressed by anyone because I had only one aim. Until my revenge was complete, I would not let my attention go away. But this time, for the first time, my heart was on whirl because of this man who was lying on my bed unconscious.

"Are you even listening? What am I?" Samuel broke my chain of thoughts and was saying something continuously, but when he looked at me, he realised that I wasn't listening to him. I was in my thoughts. He sighed and again said, "Alex, he is innocent. Let him go. Don't distract yourself from your revenge."

That's it; his words pierced into my skin like an arrow. I wasn't controlling my hands to not raise on him, but his one word related to life burned all my patience, and I grabbed his collar tightly and shouted, "CALL THE FUCKING DOCTOR."

Before I could burst my anger more on Samuel, we heard a scare voice from the door: "Master, doctor... is... here." I turned my face and saw the maid and a female doctor at the door. I left the collar of Samuel and moved aside to give the way to the doctor towards the bed.

The doctor didn't move from her place, and she was staring at me seductively with her cunning smile. I understood her intentions. I just signalled to Samuel to handle the situation, and I walked out of the room and went to my house office.