You Of All People

"Alfred" King stood up from his seat and began to walk out of his office.

"Yes? Young Master" Alfred answered when he heard King beckoned him. 

Alfred quietly followed behind King. King suddenly stopped midway from the elevator. Everybody stopped doing whatever they were doing and all held their breathe, waiting for their Young Master's word. 

"Don't let anybody disrespect you. I'll be at the Penthouse" Without looking back, King dropped some words before heading straight at the other end of the floor and boarded the elevator.

Alfred bowed in respect to King and was left standing in the middle of the room. Every employee in the floor were gushing and admiring King even more after hearing what he said.

'Boss is so cool! Too bad he already like someone', thought one of the employee.

'Kyahhhh Boss is so protective of his people! I'll definitely tell this story to the others on lunch break!', noted one of the employees.

Alfred straightened up his upper body and faced all of the employees. With his authoritative aura and voice that doesn't tolerate imperfections, he commanded everyone.

"You all heard the Young Master! Full force in five minutes!" demanded Alfred as he sweeped everyone with his gaze, scrutinizing each person that he personally handpicked to guarantee that every person in King's team were from the greatest among the best.

Alfred made sure that all of the people designated at the same floor of King's office, were people deserving to face his Young Master and never to disappoint him.

When everyone heard Alfred, they immediately went to action as if they were possessed. They were bolstered and energized from their Young Master's word and at the same time, itching to get back at whoever offended King.

Be it forcefully acquiring properties, dragging down the stocks, buying out shares, brain draining the enemy's company, negative pr, releasing the scandals of each key personnel, beating them at all proposals that the enemy participated in, competing at the same projects or negotiations, and many more.

Like a wild fire scorching everything in it's path. King's team made sure to make that person taste what hell feels like in five minutes.

But of course they still did not forget to have mercy. Afterall, the king did not mandated to wipe out everything related to that person off the face of the earth. For them it is enough to just give him five minutes to wallow in regret and learn to not cross their king. 

Everybody in the company knew of the rumor that King made a legendary team that does all of his biddings. But nobody knew who are they or where are they residing in the building. Some dismissed it as a rumor or heresay but unbeknownst to all, that said legendary team was hiding in plain sight.

Just right outside of King's office, was the simple team that doesn't stand out and everybody mistook them as a team that simply handles and organizes projects for the company.

After some time passed, King already arrived by the road right in front of the building of his penthouse which was situated in the very center of the city.

As King was slowly driving his car along the road while waiting in the queue of cars entering the parking area, something caught his attention from the corner of his eye.

Something from across the street abruptly flew ahead of his car causing King to immediately stepped down on the breaks as he noticed a person quickly running to catch up to that 'thing' from the building opposite of his penthouse's building.

King almost had his head smash against the wheel of the car. Luckily, he was wearing seat belt and was able to stable himself in the instant he stopped the car.

King looked up from the wheel and tried to see what happened in front. When he wasn't able to see anything, he alighted from his car. 

He opened the door not knowing that a person was kneeling in the side of his left wheel. Then he heard someone's shout from being smacked by his car's door.

He quickly evacuated the red leather seat of the driver's area of his Blue Ferrari F60 America. And faced the said person.

What King saw was a woman wearing shades who was kneeling on the asphalt road, rubbing her right shoulder as if to ease the pain and was irritatedly ranting off her mouth about her stuffed toy that got squished by the car's wheel.

What King didn't noticed about himself was that there was something about the woman that was able to grab and hold his attention for a minute. For others it may not be a big deal but for King it is, even though he wasn't aware of it. 

King never looked at any other woman longer than five seconds in his entire life. It's not that he never did but it was rare for any woman to invoke interest within him. But of course with the exception of his friends, family and 'her'. 

King decided to board his car again and backed away from the woman. The woman got startled by the loud noise created by the car's engine, fell back on her b.u.t.t while she was trying to stand up and thought that the man will run her over.

"Shit! Crazy bastard" the woman swore under her short and agitated breaths.

King stepped forward to retrieve the crushed stuffed toy, he leaned down then placed it on the woman's l.a.p, he slipped one check under the stuffed toy's ribbon while the other one, and he placed it on the woman's hand.

King immediately walked and droved away with his car to enter the building after he left the following words:

"I'm sorry. Stuffed Toy. Injuries. Bye"