Doted On By The Mafia Boss

CHAPTER 8- RYAN'S RAGE

The man spat his vicious words with a bland emotion, his handsome face had no once of guilt or

remorse. The system in which he was part worked on Jungle rule- kill or get killed! Bloodshed and

violence, he was long used to it... Ryan deep down knew that if he spared their lives they will come

back at him again and who knows, he was lucky that he stumbled on that girl or else he would have

been killed without mercy.

Ryan's face finally changed as he remembered the girl, after that night she was nowhere to be seen.

What happened to her, was she alright?

Without giving the pleading men another glace Ryan turned towards the door to walk away, Jack

signaled for his men to carry out the Boss's orders before following closely behind.

Ryan spoke, "Was there some girl when you found me?"

Jack understood who he was referring to, he rubbed his nose and answered, "A girl named Bee was

indeed found at the location..."

"Bring her to me, she saved me from those men!" Ryan spoke nonchalantly, he didn't knew why but he

wanted to meet her again. Jack's eyes dimmed, that girl was indeed saying the truth. He spoke, "Boss,

she... she is in our custody..."

Ryan's footsteps halted when he heard his words; he turned to look at him, seemingly asking for a

come again.

Jack explained, "She was taken hold by our men, suspected for assassination. She was unconscious

and only regained her sense in the morning." He paused there and started again, "Me, Coal and Agent

7 went for interrogation; it looks like she indeed was saying the truth..."

"Since the matter was unclear and you were yet to wake up we didn't allow her to go... She... She is

still in the basement!"

Ryan was standing motionlessly for a couple of seconds processing his assistants word but all of a

sudden, as if he was slapped to reality, he jolted up and hurried in the direction of the basement. Jack

ran behind him; prisoners were never treated politely in custody, they will be kept in rhe worst possible

situation. If they are proven innocent then the person will be let free but if found guilty there won't be

any compromise, the culprit will be given the most brutal punishment or at worst, death. It was how it

worked in underground.

Luckily, Bee wasn’t in the wrong place, her innocence was proved an she will be set free but...

Ryan took large strides and directly kicked open the door just to hear a weeping little voice pleading for

mercy. He descended down the stairs and witnessed Little Bee on her knees with her dress ripped and

smeared. There were two men with her laughing to themselves, one was holding her weak frail body

while the other held an injection and was about to inject it in her forearm. The girl was trembling and

was almost about to collapse, her face was pale like a ghost.

His face turned colder as he demanded angrily, “What’s going on in here?” The two men stopped as his

familiar voice fell, dropping the girl in their hold they stood up instantly. Ryan’s eyes trailed down the girl

who was collapsed on the floor. She looked weak and pitiful, her beautiful brown hairs were a ball of

mess while bruises were all over her silky smooth skin. Little Bee lifted her head too stare into the

man’s eyes.

‘P... Prince Charming!’ Her eyes welled up with tears, she don’t know why but his arrival filled her

miserable with a glee of hope. She wanted to plead for his mercy but her throat was burning; neither

could she smile or stand up, all she could do was look at him with a pool of tears stagnant in her eyes.

A burst of rage rushed through his veins as he shot a deadly stare at the two men.

“What were you doing to her?”

The two men trembled in fear- they came here not too long ago with the motive of having their way with

her. Rumoured had it that the new prisoner was a real beauty, how could they miss a chance with her.

When they reached the basement the girl naively looked at them and asked innocently if they were

here to let her go.

An innocent little girl! This was the type men preferred most; they couldn’t stop themselves from playing

around with her. Realising that their intentions were not pure she started to yell which they enjoyed,

they viciously tore her fabric and tickled her. They weren’t in a hurry; one of them suggested that they

could use the new drug on her which would kick in her sexual desire and make her desperate to have it

with them.

They were just about to implant the drug in her against all her sobbing and pleas when Ryan came and

hindered them. Well, Ryan was their leader and the most feared personality. Challenging him or pissing

him off was certainly not healthy for one’s life. Obvious wraith was all over his face, the two men were

confused what di they do to make him mad. Was... Wasn’t it normal for them to treat the prisoners like Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

this?

Ryan inched closer and sat on his knees; he gingerly helped Bee sat up straight. From the close

proximity he was able to see her face clearly, she was staring at him like a kitten newly seeing the

wonders of the world, unblinking. He traced his thumb tenderly on the corner of her lips which was not

bleeding due to harsh slaps and assaults. “Aaahhh....” She yelped in pain, Ryan’s hands trembled. He

stared into her eyes for a fraction of seconds, he was able to see his own face in her tear filled eyes.

She was tormented and was force to bear all this because of him, normally he wouldn’t have felt

anything- he was one heartless man but she... She was stirring something peculiar within him. Ryan

placed his eyes on the two men an asked coldly, “Who did this to her?”

The men shivered violently, “Young Master... We... We...” Ryan didn’t know why but more he saw her in

pain the angrier he got. Without giving it a second thought he pulled out his gun and shot the two men

on their head, taking their lives without regret.

It was the first time for Bee to see two lives dying right in front of her; she was paralyzed with fear.

Just... Just few minutes ago they were treating her inhumanly but n... now. All she heard was two

gunshots and now they were lying dead in the pool of their own blood. Goosebumps rose all over her

body as she screamed in fright before collapsing on his chest.

Jack was watching the whole scene unfold with a hint of astonishment on his face. Well, this was the

first time he saw his Boss being this aggressive and that too for a girl. He didn’t hesitate to kill them just

because he treated her cruelly. Jack looked at the girl collapsed on Ryan with her eyes closed; the man

didn’t push her away or showed any kind of expression. Jack was patiently waiting because he knew

he will get to witness something new but what Ryan did made him have a jaw drop. The Mafia slowly

lifted his arms to pat her head, standing up he gently lifted her in his arms and made his way upstairs.

Before leaving he stopped on his tracks, without looking back he instructed, “Let these two be the

example- whoever will try to cause any harm to her will be given the same fate...”

Jack replied with a faint ‘hmmm...’ as he watched the man walk upstairs with the girl. Jack was lost in

his own thoughts!

He had known this ruthless Young Master since his young years and was well about the history he had.

After that incident he kept himself away from woman or romantic relationships; all of them believed that

he would end up alone. But, today... He was letting another woman close to him. This was no less than

a miracle for the people around him.

Jack arranged for some men to clean the basement before heading to that corner room where no one

was allowed. As expected... the room which was kept locked all this time was finally opened. He

stepped in and looked all over the room; it was locked five years ago, not to be opened even once after

that day. Jack was unable to believe that it was finally opened, the room looked both familiar and

unfamiliar to him. The memories of that day came back to his mind.

A 17 year old Ryan was the one who decorated this room for her; he handpicked every single thing in

this room. There was a luxurious bed with baby pink and white mattress; there were racks where

hundreds of stuff toys were arranged beautifully. The room was painted white and beautiful flower

creepers were grown in the windows. The ceiling were designed with radium stars an moons. There

was a wardrobe with so many beautiful dresses. One look at the room and anyone could say that Ryan

did put a lot of efforts into it.

That day after setting up the whole room Ryan smiled and asked for Jack’s opinion. His reply was

short, “Looks too girly... Perfect for her!” Ryan eyes shone as he adored the whole room, he replied,

“This is where she will live once she turns 18! I will bring her here and treat her like a princess.”

Jack chuckled, “There are six more years for her to turn 18, what if her preference changes in the

meantime.” “It won’t...” He replied with confidence, “Even if she turns 80 or something she will always

be a little kid to me.”

Ryan had planned so much for her but none of those were fulfilled! All his dreams and fantasies were

buried a long time ago.

In that dusty room Ryan was currently treating the girl’s wounds who was lying unconscious on the

bed. He dabbed the cotton on her wounds with great care and love. Jack stood beside her and asked

slowly, “You gonna treat her as Cathy’s substitute?”