"What do you think boss?" asked a man with a playful tone and crazy smile, his voice echoing inside the abandoned warehouse, as a chubby looking guy slides backward on the floor out of fear for his own life.
Yohan stands at the back of the room, leaning on the cold wall as a lighted cigarettes' between his fingers. His hair looked even more darker due to the dim lights from passing cars but his eyes were far more scarier than his own posture, his eyes were hard and cold, strikingly deathly without a hint of another emotion except annoyance and anger.
"Should remind him of who we are." A low guttural voice suggested, with Heinz tongue darting out to wet his own lips with anticipation. Holding a steel bat on his left hand as his right can't help but mess with his hair once more before looking dead straight to the scared man lying on the floor.
Shawn stood between the scared man and Yohan across the room. He owned the playful toned voice that seems to lurk alongside with deviousness and death itself. While Shawn has the playful side, he's the opposite of Heinz with a striking seriousness and scary cocky attitude.
Despite the two being a two sides of a coin, no woman would refuse nor deny their handsome features. Both of them stands out from a room filled with crowd, maybe not much as Yohan's influence but their far more than your average male. They could even win against a 100 of models with their looks alone, and they could get women without doing anything.
Heinz wore a black tank top and a pair of ripped jeans with combat boots, he's your typical bad boy but due to his aura and appearance, you know he's not one to mess with, unless you want to die in the hands of a mafia. He has a tattoo of a giant spider that ranges from his back to his sides and neck with tribal designs and one tribal tattoo on his lower abdomen.
Shawn's wearing a white rolled long sleeves with black dress pants matching it with black suit shoes. Three buttons were open, he's your typical womanizer but he don't get in relationships like dating, just jumping from one girl to another.
If you're going to compare them both, you'll easily know that Heinz were the brutal one who acts on anger and impulse. That's because he doesn't have much of self-control. Shawn can be like that too but he's more discipline and logical but never dirt his clothes if you don't want to see his bad side.
But above all, Yohan is different from them both, far different. As the oldest among the three brothers he seems to have advanced far way more than the two. He was the type of guy that you would be able to say that there's no other guy like him. But he don't spare attention or audience from him that easily, he'll only do that if he sees you fit.
Yohan straighten up from leaning on the wall as he blew out a puff of smoke from smoking and throwing the bud at the side and stepping on it. His hands directly went to his side pockets as he stalks his prey whom so scared and seems to be standing on a thin ice that's about to break.
No matter how much scary Heinz's stares and Shawn's devious grins, there's something about Yohan that gives off a different kind of fear, a fear that seem to be eating you alive not bit by bit but as a whole. He could feel all his hair from his body standing up as a predator stalks upon him. Yohan's eyes were sharp and cold and the man almost pissed as the other two followed their alpha.
The man swallowed loudly, his face screams his emotion. Yohan stared the guy down. He bent and squat in front of him, his forearm resting on both of his knees. With one dark smirk, he spoke with a cold and amused voice, "What do you think?"
A cold question and the man swallowed yet again as he tried to apologize and hold his hand, "S-Sorry, I'm sorry. Please I... I swear i-it won't hap-"
He stopped as he looked at Yohan who is watching him with stern yet calculated gaze before he smirk and chuckled maniacally for a brief second.
"I thought I made myself clear what happens to those who defy me."
The area clouded with heavy tension as Yohan stood up. The man tried to look for an escape route but he froze as a pair of sharp dark eyes watches his moves. Upon seeing this, he realize then and there that he won't make it out alive, Yohan-no, Heinz and Shawn were already hard to get out from, so it's much more impossible if its Yohan.
Yohan remove the creases on his clothes before speaking in a playful tone, "I'll be generous today." Hearing this the man burst in tears as he felt relief with Yohan's supposedly generosity.
"Thank you! Thank you! I promise this won't happen again!" cried the man with happiness and relief as he listen to the footsteps that walks away from his place.
Yohan took his coat along the way as he lit yet another cigarette again. "Heinz," he called his attention.
"Break his legs."
"WAIT! WAIT! PLEASE HAVE MERC-"
Yohan didn't bat an eye nor any interest as he walked away from the scene while Shawn tailed behind him.
Heinz's whole attention went back to the man whose helplessly weeping on the floor, his steel bat rattling on the floor as he stalks to its prey. He walked painfully slowly like caging his prey to a corner. Not like Shawn, Heinz don't play with his food, he just simply step on one of his feet before raising his bat up in the air.
"Don't move." a crazy serious heavy tone came from Heinz as he warning the man who didn't have a choice but to cry out in agony and in pain.
"You seem in a good mood." Shawn chuckled beside Yohan as they made a beeline out of the building where a car's already waiting for them. "Good thing you didn't give it to me, I just bought these clothes."
Everyone could hear the loud noises of the bat colliding with something hard around the area that follows a loud cry of pain and pleading, but it's like the two don't even heard it.
"Don't celebrate yet, I've got something for you to do."
Shawn whine as he sulk, holding his tie before breathing out, "I just got this."
The ride back to Clovers were uneventful. Clovers is a club owned by Hellion, Yohan's mafia. They use it as a hideout and as a pass time place of theirs.
Black eyes were observing under the club's dark lights. Looking for the next toy to play with. As he walked between the bodies of various people, a woman quickly approached her, quickly sporting the attempt to take his attention.
It's not the woman's fault that it's quick to spot the young man. Yohan is the type of man he can leave anyone, whether he's a woman or a man on his knees and wanting more from him. No one can afford to stop him walking confidently and its distressing and alluring aura filled the inside of the club as he walk by. Yohan had that effect to everyone, no matter who you are, he can make you look at him even without putting an effort with it.
Unlike Shawn, Yohan doesn't just choose beautiful girl and then play with them. Yohan wasn't playing, he would just sit down and let you do all the work. He would give the attention or playback if he really like the person but unfortunately he only felt it once and never again.
Not because Yohan let her give him a head, meant he was attracted to her. Only one person had ever get to get his attention before, and after having sex with that girl, it never happened again. After getting what he wanted, that attraction just vanished from him. He became the same as before, not caring at all.
The woman quickly wrapped her hands around Yohan's forearms and Yohan just looked at the girl once. She's beautiful but not beautiful enough to take his attention away. He just smirked before having both of his hands stuffed in his pockets. He nod at a guard on duty towards the backroom to the VIP room. The girl was amazed on how much authority the man has.
Yohan tried not swear on how the girls easily throw their selves at him but never had once asked who he is, and if ever one would do, they would just simply silently walk away and leave.
Walking to a red sofa in the middle of the spacious room of the VIP hall, he took a glass and a whiskey from a nearby counter before plopping down. Pouring a drink for his self and not caring before turning the tv on and going to the sports channel.
Yohan's eyes glance back to the woman's sexy body under her short black dress. Even how sexy the girl is, Yohan can't seem to feel any attraction to her. Yohan beckoned her with a finger before opening up his legs.
"Get down and suck." His voice was deep and authoritative making her knees shook a little. She walk to him and tried her best to look cute, making her eyes pop, unfortunately, Yohan wasn't even paying a bit of attention to her. He was just sitting there, his attention on the tv.
The girl was about to open his zipper when a loud bang of the door shook her out of shock. She easily trembled when a blood covered man came in to the room. Yohan didn't even care enough and just spoke casually.
"You're covered in blood." Heinz was just standing before his eyes went to the girl kneeling in front of his eldest brother. Not caring more since it wasn't new to him that the two get to have someone after someone.
"Obviously." Heinz nod before taking a whiskey himself.
"I thought I only told you to break his legs." Yohan's calculating eyes following his brother's moves but Heinz just nod aimlessly.
"Carried away." he honestly spoke. Not caring enough if he did what he was told or not. No regret nor remorse can be seen from his expression.
"J-Just what are you..." a squeak came out of the girl as Yohan clicked his glass on the table.
"Don't you know who I am?" Yohan's dark eyes gloom over her as she sat back away from the man.
"I am the leader of Hellion."
Yohan standing on his 6 foot 1 height didn't make it easy for the girl as she scurried away from the two man on the sofa. Hearing his words, sent a wave of fear and left the hall.
Looking at Heinz, a lot would think he would be a madman or simply a crazy person of how brutal he can be, but no one other than his brothers would know how much he badly deserves. Hearing the man admit of what he had done to support his living, Heinz can't keep the bat t himself. Their mother died when they were young, and hearing the man that he was prostituting's girls around for money and mistreating them, Heinz didn't get to held back.
He was just a broken boy from the past that up until now, he's still missing a lot of his pieces, pieces he didn't get to hold on and pouring out form his small hands since he were young. Remembering this, Heinz held the steel bat in his hand tighter. And this didn't get to be ignored by Yohan's eyes.
"You better wash up. You stink." he shake his head at the stench of blood around Heinz. Heinz stood up before going to a room and roughly closing the door behind him.
Yohan rolled his sleeves to his elbows as he walks towards a room. He didn't bother to knock as he just opened it. He was greeted by a scene of a topless Shawn surrounded by naked beauties. One were drinking while the other playing Shawn's hair.
"Get dress." His baritone voice rang through the small room before leaving the man and girls again.
Shawn moaned out in frustration and annoyance before kissing the girls one by one and pinching their perky bottoms as the girls would just playfully smack him around his chest.
"Wait for me here. I'll be back." Shawn spoke with a wide smile before dressing up as he left the room.