<div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">~Profile~<br/><br/>Name: Keena Siobhan O'Connor<br/><br/>Pronunciation: k-EE-n-uh shiv-on oh-k-AH-n-er<br/><br/>Other Names: Princess, Phoenix, Blue Eyes<br/><br/>Titles: Irish Princess, Boss's Daughter, Knife Princess, Daddy's Little Girl<br/><br/>Age: 22<br/><br/>Residence: Boston, MA<br/><br/>Apperance: Midback length, red, slightly curly hair. She has bright light blue eyes. Light fair skin with spattering of freckles. Hourglass shape, large breasts and wide hips but not large.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orig09.deviantart.net/ff26/f/2015/153/0/d/872734_by_starinasky-d8vthck.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Height: 5'4"<br/><br/>Weight: 135 lbs.<br/><br/>Known Languages: Irish, English, Mandarin, French<br/><br/>Skills: Knife handling, lock picking, sweet talking, sneaking, disguise, drawing, singing, dancing, computer<br/><br/>Fears: Spiders, losing family, getting caught<br/><br/>Bad Habits: Nail biting, cussing, sneaking out, flirting, sexual teasing<br/><br/>Wishes: To find love, take over as Boss<br/><br/>Likes: Boys, girls, family, red, purple, wolves, singing, going dancing, making her dad's men uncomfortable<br/><br/>Dislikes: Being told what to do, getting caught, police, authority<br/><br/>Religion: Wiccan (Catholic family, grew up Catholic. Did research into the Old Religion)<br/><br/>Affiliation: Irish Mob<br/><br/>Small Background: Keena grew up in Boston going to a Catholic private school. She was raised in the middle of crime her whole life and knows all of the inner working of her father's mob. All of the men knew her as Pricess of the mob. When she was eleven her mother died, was murdered.  A rival gang had tried to kidnap Keena and ended up killing her mother in front of her. Afterwards she became depressed for a few months. Her father never married again and became extremely protective of her. Realizing that she needed to become closer to her father she started to get into the mob's businesses. None of her father's men could handle her after this. When she entered into high school and she started to fill out she discovered that many of her father's men would find her attractive and she started to tease. After she graduated high school and started college she became even worse. She continually kept getting into trouble with her father for going into the field and meddling with mob business.</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/>Aedan O'Connor watched the men in front of him with a frown. They had misplaced his daughter again. Sixth time in the past week. This was the reason that he was having someone hired specifically to stay with her. She was too much trouble for her own good. He did not have time to watch her when he needed to run his networks and attempt to find someone to train to be his replacement. However, so far, none of these men had proven themselves to be capable of hendling his daughter.<br/><br/>"I said get your hands off of me!" a voice yelled as the door to Aedan's office banged opened. Keena was forced into the room where she primptly spun to punch the man who drug her in, in th face. He cried out and grabbed his face as his nose stared to bleed.<br/><br/>"Keena," Aedan started with a sigh. She looked up with a flushed face and looked at her father.<br/><br/>"Yes Da?" she asked innocently.<br/><br/>"Where have you been?" he asked her with a look.<br/><br/>"I was at the Bradley Bar. He was two months late on his payment. I went to collect." She answered brightly with a smile. Her father sighed louder and put his head in his hands. Keena did not know about the threats being made on her life. She also didn't know that he was hiring a bodygaurd for her. And she would never let that happen if she knew.<br/><br/>"Boss, they're here," one of the men said. Her father waved at the man and he nodded. The man opened the door to let the next group of prospective men into the room. Keena sighed and walked to her father's desk and turned. She leaned against the desk and crossed her legs to look at the men. She was curious as to why these men were here.