Chapter 1

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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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