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POWER

NAPOLEON

Your presence is overpowering.

I can't ignore you.

But I also can't control you.

You are an anomaly.

I don't have a hold on you.

And I don't like that. Not one bit.

- The number you have dialed is not answering at the moment, please try later. -

I signed, feeling annoyed, I dial again.

- The number you have dialed is not answering at the moment, please try later. -

Damnit. I glare at the connect number.

My eyes widen as I look around my office.

High windows behind me, my chair in the center with my desk, papers piled on it. That's not what I am looking for.

My eyes sharp as I scan the area. There is nothing in my office to hide behind. Some potted plants here and there. Sofas placed on my left side, a coffee table. The only place to hide is, under my desk. I duck down to look.

no one.

My hand moves up to pull on my tie to tug it loose.

Why are you here?

I was searching for your physical body. Seems like, I am your eyes. You are seeing things through me.

With a sly smile, I lean back into my chair, eye closed.

Interesting, I guess my plan didn't fail after all. Those two should learn to be patient like me. Now, that you are finally here...

I open my eyes and lean forward towards the table. My teeth tug at the delicate lace of my glove.

Taking off the glove, I press my thumb on a touch pad, it scans my fingerprint.

click.

I slide open the drawer.

If I can't control you, then I will just have to keep you here.

but before I can take the thing out of the drawer. A knock on the door permits me to lock the drawer again.

I put the glove back on my hand.

"Come in."

The door slides open. In walks my secretary with a woman.

"Just as you requested. She is here."

My secretary says sharply and nods stiffly while walking out the door, closing it shut. The blonde haired, emerald eyed woman stands near the door, glancing around the office nervously.

"You. Come here."

I motion with my fingers, for her to come to me. She lowly walks towards my desk. She is scared, I can feel it.

I wonder, if you were here, would I make you feel the same way? I want to see you shake under me~

I clear my throat and get up my chair, walking towards this woman.

What was her name? Oh, now I recall.

"Mandy, was it?"

She nods her head timidly. My desk behind me as I lean against it.

"Asta seems to be complaining alot about you."

I lean close to her face as she flinches back. My voice gets dangerously low.

"Why is that?"

"She- I am doing my best as her M-man-manager I don't know!"

She shakes her head, closing her eyes shut in fear.

"Best? If you were I wouldn't be involved now, would I?"

I scoff and lean back, standing straight, while looking down on her.

"Kneel."

I command, a menacing aura enveloping my words, sending shivers down her spine as her knees tremble in response.

Close your eyes my precious reader~I don't think you would like what I am about to do next.

A cold smirk creeps up on my face. My fingers brush against my belt as I take out my gun. She immediately falls to her knees as her eyes widen in fear.

"NO, please I didn't do anything! She is lying!! You know she always is!! I didn't---!"

she pleads, crying out in terror. I cock the gun and point it to her head.

"WAIT! I know her secret! The one. I know! Please spare me and I will tell you!"

I lower the gun and raise my chin slightly.

"Go on."

Her eyes widen in hope as she starts to blurt out words at a fast pace.

"She was the one who called the police when your family house was caught----!!!"

Bang!

I watch as her body falls on the black tiled floor. With a huff, I turn around towards my desk and call in my secretary, through the office telephone on my desk.

After a minute, she comes in with some people to clean up the mess. I stand there, leaning against my desk.

What happened? You ask. Well, this pest was starting to get very annoying. And I needed to take care of her.

I don't like it when someone thinks they have some power over me. I sigh as I dial the number again, from Mandy's phone this time.

- Hello! Mandy. We are ready. Come pick us up! -

A fake sugary sweet voice answers, old habits never go away easily, I guess.

- ready? -

I reply with a small chuckle. The line goes silent for a moment before she starts yelling.

- you! Where is Mandy?! Listen here Leon!! We are doing the mission, so back off. -

- Mission? 4 hours have passed already. The gala has started. Anyways, Why are you so worried about her? I already -

She cuts me off.

- answer my question!!! Where is Mandy?! -

- I took her out. Put the phone on speaker. -