Who is The Boss?

Hebrew was in his room, sitting on the bed. His interlocked hands trembling, he was tapping his feet vigorously on the ground. Sweat drops forming in his forehead...

He was nervous; he was scared.

'You've already fainted twice, lemme handle it.'

Jessica's voice echoed in his head.

'This- this never happened before...' He gulped as he thought.

'Will I be alright? Should I...consult a doctor?" He wondered.

Anger that raged inside him was at its peak. He clenched his fists and punched the files down from his study table.

He laid back on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

"What possibly you got for making my life so miserable..." He mumbled.

"I...trusted you the most, you...were a guardian to me."

Closing his eyes in the dark, he could see his past, his dreams, happiness, his family. It was all left behind.

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"Thank you for paying a visit, Mr Winchester." The boss shook hands with him.

Winchester smiled, "Thank you for this beautiful gift...I'll find out about the Eric guy soon."

The boss nodded, and so did Winchester. He left, and the boss turned to go upstairs, but Eva confronted him.

"Yes, honey?" he asked in his sweet voice.

"What- what was he talking about?...why are we finding Eric so desperately?"

"We?" he kept his hands in the pocket of his trouser.

"Well, darling... it's just me finding him, you have only helped a bit."

"What has he done? Why are you behind him?!" she yelled, her voice echoed.

"Don't you worry, honey." he kept his hands on her shoulder.

"I WILL!" she jerked his hands down.

"What are you up to? What more is there that I don't know about you?"

She looked at him with despise.

"Honey, calm down-"

"ENOUGH ROBERT!"She interrupted him.

"Eva Emsworth!" he ground his teeth as he spoke.

"I told you not to take my name!"

Eva scoffed.

"Emsworth? Am I not Stone? Eva stone?"

His hand approached her, but she stepped back, "Why are you so afraid, crime branch head Mr Robert Stone?! Are you afraid of what will happen if everyone knows who 'The boss' is? Are you afraid what will happe-"

He covered her mouth and dragged her up the stairs. Her voice muffled, her hands trying to get rid of his grip.

"You better- ugh..." He groaned as he took her to her room through the stairs.

"Stop it, Eva, you'll regret it later."

But she didn't listen and kept protesting against his grip. Trying his best, he took her to the top of the stairs. But before they could walk any longer, Eva bit his hand.

He hissed and let Eva go. Being in a hurry, she tried to descend the stairs, but her ankle twisted.

"EVA!" He yelled her name as she fell from the top of those grand stairs.

Her eyes widened and her breath hitched as she confronted a step and another and kept rolling until she went unconscious.

Her face hit the floor, and she didn't move. Robert's eyes widened, and he ran down towards her.

The maids came to the scene and gasped as they saw their mistress lying unconscious near the stairs while her head made a pool of blood. Robert held her in his arms and ran towards her room. Maids ran behind him.

"Call the doctor!" he commanded.

"Sir, I think we should take madam to the hospital." Said the head maid as Robert laid her on the bed.

Robert covered her head with his overcoat, soaking in her blood. He glared at the maid from the corner of her eyes.

"Do. As. I. Say." he gritted his teeth.

The maid gulped and nodded. She immediately phoned the doctor.

Eva was unconscious she had fallen from ten stairs, her head bled a lot and Robert sat there. His mask lied down on the floor, revealing his entire face. He was worried for her, not as he had ever wanted to hurt Eva. He sighed.

"Sir, the doctor has arrived." The maid stood on the threshold.

Robert nodded and soon the doctor came in as soon as he saw Robert sitting near the patient, his eyes went wide.

"Mr Robert...its-its you? But the one on the call said, some- some boss has called."

"Wouldn't it be good if your treat her first?" Robert's eyes never left Eva.

The doctor gulped, "Ok-okay...will do."

He swiftly moved towards Eva and checked her out.

"The first aid has been done neatly. There isn't any danger, I guess. She just needs some observation, and, for that...I think we need to take her to the hospital."

"No, I can't!" He yelled, and the doctor flinched.

"Sir...it would be better to have madam in the hospital." the head maid said.

She further leaned towards Robert's ear and whispered, "Don't worry about the identity sir...I'll have my name written on the papers."

Robert looked up at her, and she smiled, and wrinkles formed beside her eyes. She was old, nearing her sixties now.

"I suggest you shift her to a less renowned hospital. I will assure you that the facility provided is the same as an expensive one.

"Because there are fewer chances of someone to recognise you both." The doctor suggested.

Robert sighed in relief and nodded.

"Let us shift her to the hospital then."

The doctor looked at the head maid, and she nodded. Soon Eva was taken to the hospital, and the paperwork had written the guardian name, Dorothy.

"And you are?" The receptionist asked.

"I am the patient's grandma." The head maid replied.

Inside the ward, Eva was lying, unconscious. Robert sat beside her, holding her hand as he listened to what the doctor had to say.

"We will observe her till tomorrow evening if she still doesn't wake up then I am worried that she might have developed some complications.