Chucky Doll

The manor was void of any chaotic mess, no loud yelling across the living room, no pitter patter of small feet running around and no cursing. It was quiet and calm and kind of boring in the house like the way it was before a certain someone flipped it upside down.

Ever since Mago left the mansion, King was dancing on his tippy toes. The urgent need to follow his boy and to be near him made him restless, the fact wasn't hidden at all and the king didn't try to pretend otherwise as well.

He was smitten with the boy to another level

The crime lord, after giving necessary instructions for his absence, wasn't far behind Mago. He had left the manor with Charlton and others like a swishing air passing through open windows, leaving the mansion silent behind him.

Even their departure left the staff huffing in tiredness.

Jayce was alone in the manor, with only staff, for the night. And since Mr Xavier was eating out and he didn't have any specific weird demands for dinner, usually made by Mago, Jayce opted to have a simple dinner before taking a glass of wine and his half-read book to the garden.

A romantic novel to be specific.

The peace he had, after a long while, had to be cherished.

In the coldness of the night and with the fire pit burning at a desirable distance, Jayce sat in his basket couch, cocooned between his warm blankets as he enjoyed his alone time, drinking and reading all to his heart's content until it was time for him to head back.

Stretching his lean body, Jayce yawned as he closed the book. Leaving the warm cuddly place wasn't easy but he managed to step out of his comfort zone and headed inside the manor. But then he stopped abruptly and looked back with a narrowed gaze, something was there that made him conscious before he walked away with a shrug.

..

In the basement was Danny, tied to a chair now that he was finally awake and was treated back to health. The man had a large wide bandage around his head, courtesy of Mago, as he hummed a melody in the dimly lit room under the glaring, watching eyes of cameras and two guards outside his door.

It was until.... Two more guards arrived at the location. They looked regular like any of the other men in the empire but that proved to bring demise for the former guards.

"exchange of duty.....Charlton's order" one of them said in his gruff voice. The first two didn't even question any further, no cross-checking or whatever when one of them named Charlton in the matter and explained that he had asked them to change duties at exactly 10:30 pm.

Charlton is a right-hand man to the crime lord, his order meant an indirect command from the king.

So the first two guards quickly complied with the order, handed the duty spot to the newcomers and left the hallway after that.

Only Danny with some unknown guards left on the scene.

Danny was still humming a tune, calmly resting his back against the firm back of the chair, lost in his thoughts. He wouldn't ever have possibly known when at the end of the deserted hallway a dark silhouette appeared, a man with a black hoodie, black mask and long pants entered the basement without a whisper of noise.

Taking several steps, the man managed to fall in sync with the beat of Danny's singing. Once he reached the door, one of the guards opened it for him quietly, without a word. As soon as the door opened, Danny snapped his neck towards it. Eyes widening in surprise, a slow grin made its way to his mouth and he smiled at the sight of the man he never expected to see.

"boss..." Danny whispered in delight, thankful when the expectation of his freedom was falling into reality. But the next moment brought a feeling of dread in his system, giving him chills to the very core of his body.

The said boss had raised a gun in his direction, a silver deadly weapon that was pointed at Danny making him go silent for a while. He shuddered with the thought of being killed by the man who he never disappointed when comes to loyalty.

"boss?" now he questioned in his quivery tone.

"This has to be done, Danny......I can't risk your presence in the king's house anymore." He said in a firm voice and Danny struggled with a sudden blackness hovering over his senses.

What the hell?

"but......I haven't said anything boss. He can kill me for all I care.....but I won't out you nor my friends like that. Believe me boss please" Danny explained, trying his best to prove his worth which was declining each passing second.

"no Danny......you should have listened to me when I said not to fuck this up. It's over now.....you have to go. You have to die before anyone in this household gets suspicious of us and starts to dig more than they should" the boss said in a monotone voice. He couldn't risk showing off the scared side of his whole being when he sneaked inside the basement without waking up the people in the house.

"I swear I won't say a word boss.....don't do this. I have served you long enough, I don't deserve this please" Danny pleaded on the verge of tears, squirming to be let free from the restraints around his limbs, but that didn't affect the boss in the slightest. He aimed the gun at Danny and placed his finger across the trigger.

"Please boss..." the last whisper of Danny vanished behind the three consecutive shots barging from the gun and into Danny's head after the trigger was finally pulled. Danny's body jerked badly before going limp, already injured head oozed out more dark blood where three holes penetrated his skull brutally.

The boss stood there watching his loyal man's dead body without any remorse.

It was necessary and only he could understand that.

"let's get out of here boss before anyone comes" one of the guards whisper-yelled from the door and the hoodie gut turned to leave, hiding his face from the cameras inside the room, leaving the basement and Danny altogether.

...

A hard slap echoed in the basement and across one of the guard's face, who was on duty earlier, making him tumble to the ground with a harsh impact to his wrist. The man cried out in pain, holding his wrist in the other arm as he whimpered on the ground.

king was enraged; he was full-blown mad since he had heard the news of Danny's murder. The journey back to the manor was quiet, nobody uttered a word and that included a newly pregnant, hormonal baby boy.

Mago hasn't said a word instead, the boy has calmly curled at King's side and had his head pressed under King's neck as if trying to calm his raging boyfriend in some way. But those efforts went in vain as soon as they entered the house and went straight to the basement. There, Mago witnessed a gruesome sight of Danny's dead body and gagged when the stench of blood reached his nose resulting in him being escorted out instantly, of course against his wish.

The guards left at the King's mercy.

"what the fuck do you think you were doing?!!!!!" King screamed in anger and both men trembled in their shoes. Charlton stood beside King, alert and ready to balance the situation if anything got out of hand.

"I-I sorry king. We only left because he said that Ch-Charlton had asked us to do so" Charlton's ears perked at the mention of his name when one of the guards tried to explain. There was no doubt that he wasn't the one to pass the order but still, he felt kind of guilty seeing the mess.

SMACK!!

Another slap as the king's handprint graced the other guard's face before he joined his partner on the ground. King glared at the men with murder in his eyes, he looked so scary that his features resembled a devil.....Only if he wouldn't have to control his anger and use his gun.......

"you are all fucking unreliable piece of shit, fucking bastard!" he snapped at the guards venomously and left the basement with heavy steps, not even waiting for an apology or explanation, Charlton following behind.

Thankfully no one died other than Danny.

"make sure I don't fucking see them for a long time Charlton.....I will kill them both If that happens" the crime lord instructed angrily while barging inside his office room. He threw his coat on the sofa roughly before tucking his shirt out of his waist belt, huffing annoyed.

The adrenaline rush made King sweat in the cold weather and that fact didn't help but fuel his anger.

"get me something...." King ordered still angry as he slumped down on the sofa, resting his head on the backrest, the crime lord then placed his arms over his eyes to prevent any light that disturbing him.

Charlton nodded his head, and went to grab what he knew could get King a little less stressed. When he returned with a crystal clear glass and wine, Mago was standing at the door of the room with Lucca. Charlton stopped where he was seeing the queen standing there and glaring like a doll.

A Chucky doll to be precise.

"you shouldn't drink this late" the boy whispered audibly, instantly taking the attention of King who had his brows furrowed as he looked at the source of that lovely sound.

"what are you doing here? You should rest" King said in a matter-of-fact tone, as he took in the attire of his small boyfriend (a long T-shirt, boxers somewhere under that shirt and bare feet), but that could only earn him a scrunch of a cute button nose.

"so should you" Mago replied.

"God baby.....I am in no mood for a fucking lecture right now" the older gritted his teeth, rubbing his face tiredly.

"A lecture won't do you any good grumpy old grandpa" Mago retorted with the same tone. King looked at the younger with a warning.

"then you better leave baby........I don't want to get angry at you" he muttered under his breath as he glared at his lover.

"I would like to see you try...." Mago challenged King with a raised brow, equally glaring. ".... besides, it is so late in the night and these two must be tired too....right?" he asked looking at both Charlton and Lucca who were standing beside each other at a distance.

Both didn't reply though.

"oh lord....I need a drink" King sighed in a complaining manner, directed at Mago, as he glanced at the bottle in Charlton's hand.

And Mago had enough.

"you need a fucking shower and a good night's rest......that's what you need" the boy announced in a strict tone as he placed his tightly closed fists on his hips like a mother hen.

"Now the three of you, don't prove yourself to be stubborn little shits and do as I say....come on chop chop" Mago commanded clapping his tiny hands twice.

Mago found nothing wrong in what he said, after taking a shower, patiently waited for the king to return to the room but that man didn't show any sign of listening and planned on mourning about the incident being all angry and whatnot and flipped the boy in an instant.

The small adorable queen of the empire took it upon himself to disperse them from the office as he hurried the three buff and large men to follow what he demanded. His constant clucking scurried them out of the room, made Charlton and Lucca retire for the day to their respective chambers and his boyfriend finally followed him to the room.

All this while, nobody messed with Mago.

After getting cleaned and fresh, King came out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He rubbed his hair dry with his mind still occupied with the situation earlier. How someone had broken into his manor, his domain, entered the basement and killed the man who could lead him to the boss he was after.

Was his proudable mafia getting corrupted, his loyal men going against him?

Were there more rats in his house than he had originally thought?

Should he----

"Are you done?" the thought process of King broke when he heard a voice from the bed. Upon looking, he found his cute boyfriend lying straight in the middle of the huge bed with his phone in his small hands. With titled head and confused awaiting expressions on Mago's beautiful features erupted happy feeling in the king's chest and he smiled.

"yes," he replied briefly, tossing the towel in his hand on the chair before he jumped on the bed to join his lover. King then stretched his arms out for Mago, assuming this was why Mago pestered him to return to the room.

The younger, in the past few weeks, has developed a habit where he cannot sleep without the king by his side and after King got to know about it, he was very fond and proud of this new detail about Mago.

"come here" he called knowing that Mago would jump in his arms instantly but the boy didn't do that. Instead, Mago mimicked King and opened his arms for his beefy boyfriend.

"you come here," the boy said with a smile. King stared at Mago for a second before slowly complying with the demand. Lying closer to Mago, King placed his head on younger's chest and circled his waist, adjusting himself.

"come on.....hook your leg around me like I do" Mago further instructed and King did just that without a question. He hooked his leg around Mago and moved closer, if possible until he was able to hear the beating heart of his tiny lover.

"There!.....now all you have to do is stop worrying about that scum's death." Mago delivered another task while rubbing circles on the king's bare back with his small fingers.

"do you even know the seriousness of the situation baby or are you just----..." King started with a scoff, trying to convey how serious he thinks the matter is but Mago cut him off swiftly.

"I know how serious it is. Someone dared to get inside, kill that piece of disgusting shit and then flew away......right?" Mago asked with a straight voice, no humour whatsoever making King look up at him.

Maybe he was tired.

"then why are you so calm, why aren't you letting me stay at my office and work about it?" the older asked confused, slowly gaining back his angry voice.

"Because.....overusing your brain might leak your fucking intelligence dumbass." Mago started with a low chuckle, subsiding that anger in a snap.

"think about it. What will you gain after pulling an all-nighter, watching the video again and again?" Mago asked but the king didn't answer

"you will get nothing since your brain is tired..." the boy preached softly, yawning tiredly as he rubbed at his doe eyes and then scrunching his nose.

"Give it time. You will eventually get the hang of the situation, will find the culprit and then fucking blast his ass. I will help you with it if you want" The younger offered his services with tired giggles, producing a small smile on the king's lips.

The boy was on the verge of sleep and so fucking adorable.

"Don't worry Raye.....you are a fucking crime lord, enough scary to make people piss their pants. I am sure you will find the bitch who is behind all this. Nothing can get away from your sharp eyes." Mago complimented the king with a sigh, to boost his mood, and dropped a kiss just like the king would do in his place.

And soon he was knocked out.

king had an entirely different effect of Mago's words. The boy was right, he was the crime lord, the fearful and dangerous. And if he is thinking right and the killer of Danny is also scared to face King, since he is abolishing every possible lead towards him, then that fear of his will make him do something stupid that will expose him.

He just has to stay calm.