"He sedates Pain to others,
For it brings peace to his own heart..."

~•°•~

"The Chief's calling for you."

Yuvik slowly turned towards him, maintaining his grip on Rochelle's neck. His eyes were bloodshot red. The murderous pitch black eyes, with red spots covering his sclera was making him look no less than a devil. The guard shivered under his scrutiny.

He again turned his attention towards Rochelle and continued to choke her. Gaining no response from him, the guard gulped. He again tried to call him.

"It's urgent UV."

Yuvik's anger increased. He left Rochelle with a jerk and marched towards the guard. He held his collar and roared,

"How many times have I told you!!! DON'T DARE INTERRUPT ME!!! Don't fucking interrupt in my personal business, unless you want yourself 10 feet inside the ground. Do you understand??"

The guard visibly shivers. His voice itself choked in his throat. He continuously opens and closes his mouth. No words come out of his mouth. Slowly, he nodes his head up and down, answering in a yes when again Yuvik roard,

"FUCKING ANSWER ME!!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!!!!"

"Yes, UV".

Finally the guard mutters. Yuvik leave his collar with a jerk, causing him to fall back. Still, he tries to maintain his composure and tries to stand up, when again Yuvik's threatening voice echoed in the dungeon causing goosebumps to stand all over his body.

"It better be urgent, or else you are dead!!"

Saying so, Yuvik started walking towards the door. He was halfway through it when he paused and turned back.

Rochelle was still lying on table, but she has turned sideways towards the door. She was coughing continuously, gasping for air. Her hands clutching her throat, to ease the pain of Yuvik's murderous grip.

Seeing her struggle, a sinister smirk appeared on Yuvik's face. Rochelle looked up and both of their eyes met. He can feel the fear in Rochelle's eyes, which only fueled his psych, and his smirk deepened.

"Aww little doll. Arey you alright?" He asked in a voice laced with satisfaction and conviction.

Rochelle shifted her gaze from his eyes, looking down. Her breathing was subsidising, but the pain was subearable.

"You're safe for now, little doll. But remember, not for long. I'll see you soon."

Finally, after saying so, Yuvik marched out, leaving an almost dead and frightened Rochelle back.

....................

UV, chief's calling you

Just as those words left his mouth, I felt my insides burning with rage. I just couldn't help murdering him then and there.

But I controlled. I can't lose my shit.

Chief!

Huh!!

Chief my foot!!!

He's nothing in front of me. I'm the ultimate Wolf. It's me who's the ultimate king. Not him.

If not for the useless mafia terms and obligations, I would have been at the throne. I would have been the ultimate ruler, the undefeatable king.

The invincible Mafia King of the entire world: YUVIK ROY.

Oh it sound soo good right?

Just as pleasing as the screams of my victims.

Heaven!!!

But I'm not!!! Why?? Because of HIM!!

Because of my brother. Just because he's the elder one, he gets to enjoy the privilege of owning the thing that I've built. He gets to fucking live the life that I've worked soo hard for. He gets to take the credit of my blood and sweat. MY GODDAM EFFORTS!!

Yes. It was me. It was all me, all along. It was me who built this lowly goon pack of my father and shaped it into what it is today- The Wolf's. I was the mastermind behind it all.

No one even know how much I've taken and given to built this. No one fucking knows what I've lost to built this. What I sacrificed, eight years ago...

At the mere age of 18 when my dad introduced me to his so-called business, I knew I had to own it. For it was the only means to satisfy my greed. My greed for power. To be at the top, to be the ultimate. To be unbeatable.

I fucking let the monster took over me. My darkest self.

I killed, murdered, quelled, slaughtered, and destroyed anyone who came in my way. In the past 8 years, I bathed in bloodshed, only to be given a side role in my own fucking story!!! That fucking oldie crowned my good for nothing brother in front of my eyes!! Just because he was older and first in line.

I wanted to kill him the moment he announced it. When he crowned my brother the Chief at my 25th birthday party.

MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY!!! It was supposed to be MY PRESENT!!!

But what did he do? He gave it to HIM. Just like that. As if I was not the one to do all his C-grade works. As if I was not the one who took charge of all his business.

I so badly wished I had slit my father's throat into two that day. But I refrained. Because the so-called mafia rules of the underworld do not allow this. Family loyalty and what not.

The damn Usools. (Ethics)

What is the need for Ethics in the business of blood?

I chuckled.

The elevator dinged, announcing my presence on the 11th and most secluded floor of the building.

The building is our base. Our...means ours: The Wolf's.

Here, far away from the literal jurisdiction of India, between the large expanse of the Arabian sea at the north and Indian Ocean at the south, we Wolf's howl here, in the Lakshdweep islands.

Though I can't say anything about the Chief. Because wolf? Ha...who am I kidding. He's a fucking sheep in this pack of Wolf's. He's a saint. Bastard can't even handle one kill and claims to be the king. But just because he was older and first in line....

Without stressing to knock, I straightway barged into the main office. There he is, Rithik Roy. My lovely brother, sitting on my chair.
(Do note the sarcasm)

Well, it's still his. (Only for sometime thought)

His fingures running on his temples which was creased in worry lines. Huh!! That bastard worries a lot. Told ya, he's a sheep. A saint among us sinners. He fucking can't take a single kill, and claims to be the chief. Sometimes I even wonder, is he even my real brother?
Because damn, look at me. I'm the biggest sinner of the goddamn universe, and here he is, my brother, A SAINT? Well who knows, maybe is is literally a bastartd. I really wish he was because then I wouldn't have to think twice before slitting his throat. Oh how I wish to hear is honey coated screams, pleasing my ears.

Perfect!!

But.....he is my brothef. Till I find otherwise, ofcourse. And I can't kill him. Ethical Restrictions!!!

"UV"

I came out of my not-so-brotherly thoughts when he called me.

"Yes Chief!"

I said, emphasising on the last word. I sat down on the chair opposite his desk and started playing lazily with the paperweight kept on the table. But his next words shocked me.

"Robert is Dead"

~•°•~

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