...Characters ...

Elian Yun

- 24 years old

-gay

- 165 cm, 60 kg

-corporation -family's global financial holding

company

-hates smoking, drinking, drugs

You don't have to imagine him exactly like this but he has light feminine features and likes to do soft make up.

Rhett Cho

-28 years old, oldest son

-bisexual

-192 cm, 95 kg

- his father is 50 years old, former boss, still works with

him

- business man and mafia boss

-loves smoking, drinking, drugs

Again, imagine him how you want but to me he's a tall

muscular man with lazy eyes and poker face.

Rhett Cho

The minute hand moves in my watch as keep a stern look on it.

"Well, I'm still waiting." I look up to the man.

He is kneeling on the floor with his hands tied behind his back. Sweat is dripping down his face as he cries out.

Two guards are standing next to him in each side with all back clothes and guns in their hands.

Standing with straight back and deadly looks. The man is shaking on the floor not daring to look up

to me.

"Please," he only cries out. I don't show any sign of movement or emotions.

"Tell me their names and what their intentions are.

We know for sure you worked with the PYTHONS." One of the rival mafia groups. Just like the snakes, their specialty is to wait for their pray and choke them to death.

He looks at me crying, hopping for me for crack and give him mercy.

I sigh annoyed and look at my watch.

I'm sitting in the middle of our half round mahogany table. Styled in black and golden colors. With four other man on each side next to me. All of us looking at the prisoner.

"Please."

"Why are you begging now? You can't run to the other family and betray us and now beg for mercy.

You don't deserve it. You will suffer but you may live if you give us the information."

"Jack." He breaths out.

"Who is Jack? Be more specific, we need the details."

Will this take any longer? They are all the same.

Do something against the family even if they primes their loyalty, then they get caught doing bad things and know they are fucked.

When my father was the boss of RED PANTHERS he thought be that loyalty is a key to everything. He liked the color red because it reminded him the blood of our enemies.

Panther is his favorite animal because it's so elegant, yet a deadly killer. Usually biting into the prey's neck to let it bleed out and die in no time.

'm not a weak to forgive.

They beg me to forgive them just like that: How stupid do they think I am?

f someone is betrays you, they will do it again. There is no way they would suddenly be saints.

So, when that happens, you have two options. Have them as prisoners, keep them right next to ourself and make them do work they will profit you.

Dr... Kill them.

know how it sounds but this is a risky game. If you don't kill them, they will kill you or get someone to kill you in a heartbeat.

Nobody has mercy in the families

t's not about being the perfect loving human being, more about having money and power to rule the world.

'What Jack?" I repeat myself. Everyone sits in a still Dosition staring at him.

n their tight expensive suit and trimmed hair. 'I-I don't know his surname. He is an assassin."

'Do you know how many are there? If you can't give us anything specific, we will make it short."

"Wait." He cries.

"Do you have any information to tell us?"

"I - wait, I."

"Yes or no?" I ask with a cold face, clenching my fist and unclenching it.

"Maybe I can, well... Will you kill me?" He looks into my eyes.

His eyes looking like the coast of blue sea.

"No. I'm not a murder," grab my glass of whiskey and bring it to my mouth. He sighs in relief, "I pay people to do that." I add as one of the guards shoots him.

No one moves a muscle.

"The meeting is over. Get through his personal stuff, social media and sweep his house before the police does.

Tell his wife and daughter to leave the city or they will end up the same.

We don't need to end their lives just because this man doesn't know how to behave."

I order and everyone gets up. They start talking and planning.

"Your father called. He wants to see." My assistant says.

"Yes. Prepare the car."

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New story. Support me

Its labeled matured because it has to follow the

Mangatoon's guideline.

Only for 18+, because it involves consensual sexual description, violence, death, toxicity, swearing, mentions of guns and blood and others.

3 Just because a characters has opinions and actions, doesn't mean the author agrees with it.

Let's start :

Rhett Cho

I watch my father cut the bloody steak.

"You see," he talks with full mouth, "I have something important to tell you."

I stare at him while he eats like an animal. He always eats like there are people ready to kill him, which there probably are.

"Okay, I'm listening." I say with a black face and focus on my plate. He always has something 'important'

"I didn't want to solve this in an office, figured food can get to anyone's heart." he smiles at me, laughing a bit.

"I don't have a heart, father. Isn't that what we have in common?" I look into his eyes. He doesn't answer but he doesn't have to.

"You might start having one" over my dead body, literally.

"Why?" What is this old man going to say this time.

The last time I broke my wrist from how mad was and punched the wooden wall.

"Do you remember the condition I told you? About being the boss at twenty eight." Yes, everything with him is a business deal.

"That need to get married. Yes, I ... Will find someone."

Why is his so pressed about it? Why is marriage so amazing to him, he's remarried twice.

"No need, I have it all planned." He smiles.

"What did you say?" I give him an annoyed look. Don't play games with me, father, I don't have patience for this.

I'm so pissed. I thought I could pick someone myself! Why does he need to have his nose into everything.

"Yes, you really thought I wouldn't? Rhett, sometimes you are naive."

"I'm not naive. I just thought you could trust me in this matter.

I can find my own partner." I'm not a child. He will choose the worst person in neighborhood, I'm sure of it.

And then he will threaten me to stay with them.

"Why? Didn't you say you are not interested in dating anyway? What does it matter if I pick?"

I rub the top of my nose. "I'm not that interested in a relationship but I can still find a person I could possibly like or live with."

"No, I already have that person ready for you." I hate him for this. "It will be good for both of our families and the business." He smiles, "and if you refuse to do it, I will cut you of your throne and give the position to your brother.

I'm sure he won't have anything to say against it." I frown remembering my spoiled narcissistic brother

"No. I will do it if I don't have a choice." fucking hell. Is he seriously threatening me right now?

"isn't that amazing? You are going to get married."

I watch the fish on my plate. I wish I was dead in this moment too.

"Great." I answer emotionless.

"Here, give them the engagement ring." He moves the box to me and I feel my stomach over the edge.

What if I grabbed the knife and stabbed him with it?

Rhett Cho

"Don, do you want to do it yourself?" Viktor hands me a knife.

I'm in bad mood today. Maybe I should release it.

"No, please. I'm sorry." The tied man cries on the torturing chair.

I take a knife and start cutting his skin. The thick blood going on my hands as he cries out.

"That's enough for me. You do you." I give the knife back to Viktor.

Viktor gives this type of vibe

I wash the blood of my hands in the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror.

Who could my father pick as my future bride?

I'm so mad at him for not letting me do it myself!

To be honest, who even knows, what goes on in that old man's head.

He is only fifty years old, yet he has planned so many things before hand for the next three generations.

Fucking hell.

I'm guessing he will pick a lawyer or a business woman. How pathetic of him.

He said it's because of the family business. What else could it be?

Money is everything for him. I mean, I love money too but everyone has their levels.

I don't understand why he couldn't tell me her name? Is he scared I'm going to find her and threaten her?

Hm. Okay, I would do that.

Does he not believe me in this matter? I can for sure pick a wife on my own. Or a husband!

Are we even counting with the possibility that I might even be with a man? I doubt that.

My father has too much pride for it. I still don't know if he's homophobic or not towards me. He never specifically answered my questions therefore I can only assume his opinions.

Well, he is a man with a lot of questionable opinions, we have that in common.

I'm his oldest son and the first born. It was the most logical that I will become the next Don after him.

He gave all of us a choice if we want to be involved in the mafia side of the family.

Me, my gross brother and psychotic sister agreed. My youngest sister refused and I agree it wouldn't be for her.

Since I'm the oldest, my siblings can only be mad they didn't get the first privilege of being offered the position of Don.

My father agreed that when I turn twenty eight and he turns fifty years old, he will give me the position under one condition, that I need to get married.

I didn't really care about it that much when I agreed. It was too years back and I barely remember.

He didn't specify when I'm supposed to get married so I didn't really rush it.

I'm in the new position for a month and he already announces that he has a fiancé for me?

Yes, I know a lot of friends are married by now but that doesn't mean I have to be.

I'm not the type of a man to care about wedding or kids. I like my personal life and space.

I'm not saying I'm against it but it's more of a burned for me now.

Especially since this is an arranged marriage.

I will meet my fiancé in two days. I don't know how to

feel about it.

Am I excited? Sad? Mad? Mad at who, my dad, myself, the person for agreeing?

I don't even know. I'm so confused in my thoughts.

All I know is that I will have to share my home and everything in it with this new person. My father told me I have to.

So, I have no choice than to accept my faith and I absolutely hate it!

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Elian Yun

"Don't be scared, Eli. Cho promised his son will behave the best towards you. If he hurts you just call me." My dad rubs my cheek.

When he told me about the marriage, I was shocked. These things don't happen every day.

They we started talking about the business matter and how amazing it would be for our family.

He said Mr. Cho's son is an amazing business man. He is also apart of some gang but I didn't really understand that part.

I guess he just does tax frauds.

I agree, it's a great deal and I would feel proud of myself for helping our name.

Also, I'm such a loser in dating. I know arranged marriage is not the way but at least a guy will be into me and I don't have to embarrass myself on another day.

Oh wow, I'm really so desperate event thinking about it. Maybe the man will be nice and we will actually like each other, I hope so.

"If it would be unbearable, I will make some excuse to break of your marriage."

"No, dad. I'm... it's fine." I rub my had nervously, "who else would even marry?" I roll my eyes.

Elian Yun

"Don't be scared, Eli. Cho promised his son will behave the best towards you. If he hurts you just call me." My dad rubs my cheek.

When he told me about the marriage, I was shocked. These things don't happen every day.

They we started talking about the business matter and how amazing it would be for our family.

He said Mr. Cho's son is an amazing business man. He is also apart of some gang but I didn't really understand that part.

I guess he just does tax frauds.

I agree, it's a great deal and I would feel proud of myself for helping our name.

Also, I'm such a loser in dating. I know arranged marriage is not the way but at least a guy will be into me and I don't have to embarrass myself on another day.

Oh wow, I'm really so desperate event thinking about it. Maybe the man will be nice and we will actually like each other, I hope so.

"If it would be unbearable, I will make some excuse to break of your marriage."

"No, dad. I'm... it's fine." I rub my had nervously, "who else would even marry?" I roll my eyes.

"No. Rhett has a big house, your things will fit in perfectly."

"But I will be sad to move away."

"You know we will still work together and your house is only fifty minutes away. That's nothing. I'll hop into a car, play some music and see you whenever.

It will just like before, except ... well, you will have a roommate."

"Dad." I laugh, "a roommate and husband is not the same."

"I know." He chuckles.

"Why are you so loud?" Ida comes down the stairs with messy hair, same sleeping clothes and deadly eyes.

the vibe Ida gives

"Baby girl, oh, we were just talking. Eli is leaving now, like we talked about, remember. Don't you want to say goodbye to him."

She yawns and stretches. She has bigger biceps than me.

"Good luck bro," she pats my back making me cough.

"Thank you." I smile at her as she walks to the kitchen.

"You know she isn't a morning person. I'm sure she misses you." Dad nods and I nod too.

I wish mom was here to tell me if three suitcases are too much or too little. She was so organized and practical.

"Gregorio will drive you there, no worries. Take it as a normal thing, we will see each other if Rhett will take you with him."

"Okay, bye dad." He kisses my cheek and watches me get into the car.

I sit in the backseat nervously. What is it will go wrong?

Elian Yun

I fall asleep in the car. It usually happens to me, once the drive is longer then fifteen minutes just pass out.

Gregorio wakes me up, shaking me lightly. "Sir, we are here. Should I take your bags to the front door?"

I sit up blinking. "Ehm, yes please." The suitcases are so heavy, I don't know if I could lift them up.

I fix my clothes and then hair in my pocket mirror and walk to the house. It's a beautiful mansion styled in darker colors with three floors.

There is a garage next to it that could fit at least five cars.

Gregorio carries the suitcases to the front door and rings the bell. My heart jumps, I'm glad he did it, I would be standing here for an hour trying to find the courage.

But now I'm scared. Luckily, it is the housekeeper who opens our door.

"Welcome, you are here on time." She smiles, "You must be Gregorio, you can put the suitcases in the hall." She points.

Then she walks to me smiling. "Mr. Yun. So lovely to see you. I'm Mr. Cho's house keeper, Rose."

Idk how old is this woman but the character is about 30.

I shake her hand gulping down. "Oh, ehm, nice to meet you."

She walks me to the house as I stand in the huge hall not knowing what to do.

"Do you want some drink?" she looks at me.

"Drink? Yes." You didn't say which one you dumbass. "w-water."

"Just water? We have more things in the house, don't worry. How about a lemonade with fruits?" she smiles and I nod.

She goes to the kitchen and I don't know if I should follow her. Then again, it's not my house yet, I don't want to be just walking around here.

"You are here." I hear a deep voice on my right. I turn to it and see a huge man in a suit. His lazy eyes looking at me.

I don't know what to say back. I mean, ... I am here, am I not supposed to be?

"Are you a boy or a girl?" he asks as he walks closer to me.

"Excuse me?" he thinks I'm a girl? I lower my head in shame. I knew this will happen.

"What is your gender?" I put hair into my face so he doesn't look at me. I guess he doesn't like guys with make up but only did a light one, you can barely see.

"I'm a boy. A cis man." I say and put my hands aroun my chest. Is he mocking me?

He must know who I am.

"Okay. What is your name then?" he huffs.

"Elian." I say.

"But... isn't that a girl's name though?" he asks me.

"I don't know." I mumble and start walking towards the kitchen.

I hate when people point out how I look. He is not th first person to call me a girl. Not every man needs to have huge muscles and a beard.

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