Warning : Mention of blood.

A pair of devilish brown eyes glanced up, and looked at the canvas. The owner of these beautiful yet mesmerizing eyes advanced towards the canvas while his mesmerizing eyes smoldered holes on the canvas. His eyes squinted a bit and a tilt was followed swiftly by his head. He observed the gorgeous canvas meticulously. His face stayed stoic as before. Scary. He receded back from the canvas. He lifted his veiny arm which was covered with nothing but bewitching black sleeves with some silver embroidery on the edge of the cuffs of his sleeves.

His palm, with exquisite long fingers, was covered in immaculate white clothing. That clothing reached till his forearm. Mitten. He raised his fingers a little before guiding them towards the massive 6ft Canvas. His index finger and middle finger lightly brushed at the right corner of the painting where there was a name carved of the owner of this beautiful canvas. His fingers moved a little in too and fro motion and then stopped at the middle of that intricate proprietary name.

His eyes moved a little from the right corner and made their way towards the middle of the canvas. He lifted his right hand up and took out the shiny white mitten he was wearing from his right hand. His left hand compiled after backing away a bit from the intricate proprietary name. But his eyes stayed still staring at the canvas. His fingers again found the artistic trademark and caressed them before stopping in the middle.

His face held the same expressions, cold and stoic. His fingers dug inside the canvas as his eyes darkened more. In a fraction of seconds, the wood on which canvas was laid was on the floor while the canvas's little pieces of papers were flying down from the ceiling. It was destroyed completely just in a fraction of second with two fingers. No one would believe it by looking at the dissipated minuscules of once fine canvas which were splintered into white, fine and thin threads.

He loved it, he loved the dissipation of that egregious tarpaulin minuscule by minuscule. He loved how the piece of lamentable artistry got scotched so badly. He was satisfied from inside after staring at the pieces crumbled down his feet with the same stoic face and eyes devoid of any emotion. In that moment he didn't feel the blood dripping down his right hand like water, staining his pale hand. His blood ran and dirtied the immaculate white smitten he had in his hand. He felt satisfied. Satisfied by the amount of destruction.

He heard a subtle knock at the door, his eyes flickered towards his left for a moment and again averted his eyes to his hand. He looked up at the wall and spoke for the first time in his dominating cold voice,"What?". The servant on the other side of the door shivered at the tone their master used. He never used this tone until he was veritably exasperated. He composed himself and dared to open his lips to speak again,"M-master, t-they a-arrived.", Said the servant. He acknowledged the servant and went to washroom to fix the mess he made of himself.

Three massive cars made a screech sound together as they were parked in the massive terminus where all types of car were placed in that beguiling black color while some of them shined through that which contained white color. It looked beautiful yet sexy. Just perfect. Just how he wanted, just how Jk wanted.

The dimpled guy came out from the bewitching Mercedes-Benz and made his way towards his left and opened the back door for their handsome boss. He lifted his muscular left arm and made his way towards the black car door. He took a hold of the handle and put his fingers inside the handle and gently pulled it up opening the car door.

The person sitting inside came out and made his way straight towards the mansion ignoring the honor he was given by the respectable bows of everyone present outside the mansion guarding his hell and from his fellow members. His feet took long strides towards the door of the mansion and was followed by the fellow members of his main gang.

That man with mysterious eyes walked down the stairs silently while his both hands were ducked inside his pockets of black formal pants he was wearing. He was dressed up in clad black. Looking all mesmerizing, he made his way silently towards the massive entrance of the bewitching abode. He pulled his hand off his pockets as his hands made their way towards the black door of the mansion carved in Beautiful designs.

His hand extended towards the metal attached to the black bashful door. The silver metal shining brightly was now covered with two hands which were engulfed by an aseptic black mitton. The hands gripped on the silver metal as the fingers clawed deeper, holding it closely and pulled them towards the side of those mysterious eyes.

As soon as the massively carved black door was opened, the handsome boy's body was plough into a buff body and a string of miss yous rhythming closely was caught by his ears. His hands flew up towards the derisory waist of the buff boy wrapping his veiny yet muscular arms around it. He found the body hugging him tighter, he complied with him, hugging the other one with equal force while pulling him closer even if it was possible.

The boys and servants in the room weren't astonished by seeing their big, buff bodied, cold and callous boss hugging the fuck out of someone. They were used to seeing him like this in that handsome boy's spectacular veiny arms. Their boss pulled out from the hug and held the handsome boy's left hand tightly hauling him upstairs feasibly. The members of the gang looked at their boss going upstairs and then went to their own assigned rooms to take a rest in that big mansion.

As soon as the boy with Beautiful black locks locked the door and turned, he was attacked with a belligerent kiss by the pinkish beautiful lips of the buff boy. He stumbled a little while his arms traveled towards that spectacular derisory waist and pulled the boy closer. His stoic eyes flickered upwards and found him too immersed in kissing him with the other one's dainty eyes were closed with force. His eyes squinted a bit towards left as his head tilted a bit towards the left and opened his lips to kiss back the boy in his arms.

Their lips molded perfectly as the buff boy sucked on the lower lip of his lover while the other one sucked the upper one. The boy with mesmerizing eyes kissed him deeper pushing the other one more into the wooden door while the other one ran his left arm along with the smitten with up and down moment on the boy's stiff muscles on the back. They kissed very aggressively as the buff boy's both palms traveled and were pressed on the other boy's breed cheeks tilting it a little to kiss him better while the other complied and let him kiss him aggressively while pushing their lips more deeper into one another if that was possible.

The boss tilted his head slightly to slightly right and pushed his tongue into the other's mouth tasting his sweet caverns. The other held  his nape tightly with his left hand and tilted his head to the left , opening his mouth giving him every access he wanted. The scene got dirtier when their mixed saliva was dripping down their chins as their lips were smacking each other with too much force. The dirty sound of a wet kiss between their lips and hushed moans was spread all over the room.  They breathed through each other while their teeth clashed against each other. The wet sounds of the kiss were making the scene steamier than usual. Their kiss was about to reach the next level but was interrupted by the lack of oxygen in their body.

The kiss died as their lungs fell out of oxygen and their lips pulled apart but  a string of saliva lingering between them connecting them. They both panted heavily after the steamy make out session while the buff boy's face came closer and left little pecks on the boy's lips confessing how much he missed his lover while the other one, ran his hand down and up on the buff man's strong and composed muscles on the back making him realize his presence.

He returned the silent pecks and kissed him for a few minutes before staring into his eyes as his right hand held his cheek and his thumb along with the black smitten ran across other's pale cheek. "I missed you too, Jungkook." His deep honey voice whispered silently and slightly in low voice making it sound more sexier. He was again taken aback with the force of his buff lover hugging him tightly as his right hand flew over towards the man's spectacular waist and his left hand caressing the ravenette locks silently. Soon enough they both pulled apart from each other.

The buff boy's palms caressed the bread cheeks in his arms while his eyes traveled from head to toe of the boy to check any wounds on his body. The handsome man let him do whatever he wanted while his left hand played with his nape hairs and his right hand caressed his tiny waist in assurance. When he didn't find any wounds, his lips twitched upwards from both the sides creating a beautiful scene of bashful bunny smile forming on his plush lips.

The handsome man looked at his lover, finding him smiling bashfully at the thought of finding him perfectly alright. He kissed his forehead with a deep meaning and held his left hand. He pulled the other one inside the room and made him sit on the bed gently, he turned around walking towards their closet and  opened their massive and bewitching black closet which was decorated in plain ebony wood. He moved his iris all over the closet and then pulled out his black t-shirt along with a pair of black trousers with some briefs.

In this process two arms with one tattooed made their way towards his waist and a muscular body was hugging him from the back as a face was deep buried in the crook of his thick neck. He looked to his left to find his lover hugging him tightly from the back. He let him hug him as much as he wanted. He backed away from the hug and turned around to give him his clothes. The other nodded, taking them and pecking his lips again going inside the washroom to take a long bath.

All this time, the Mysterious guy had the same expression. Stoic & Cold.

Later...

The buff boy was on the floor with his back towards the wooden of his master bed and his head was laid a bit on his lover's lap as the other was drying off his damp hairs. He held his lover's empty bare hand and intertwined his hand with his lover's bare pale one, he kissed his knuckles and said,"You know hyung, we pulled out every security and-"

"This mission was successful. I know it jungkook", completed the handsome boy which was just now called hyung. He looked up at his hyung mouth agape, he was going to ask his hyung how did he know but his hyung beated him to it, "The way you kissed me, I knew it from that. You never kiss me aggressively when you lose. If your plan fails, you just hug me even tighter and bury your face in my neck. You think that you deserve a kiss from me on your lips when you do a very good job not when you lose", his hyung explained looking at his locks and then stared at his eyes when his lips said the last lines.

He knew his hyung knew him very well, very well than any other human in this world. But he loved to test his hyung and listen to him explaining how he knew every single thing he was going to speak. He loved the thought of his hyung knowing him better than himself. He was deeply in love with his hyung and believed that his hyung too loved him back. He stared at his hyung's beautiful eyes and found them staring right back at him, his smiling eyes lost in those mysteriously gorgeous ones.

The other man holding the drier broke the contact of their eyes and focused on his work. He turned off the drier and left his boyfriend's hair a bit damp. He fixed it up with his long bewitching fingers and looked at his lover who was still looking at him without blinking his eyes. He leaned down and kissed the back of his eyes and held his lover's hand pulling him up from the floor on their bed. His lover compiled and laid himself over him and hugged him tightly placing his head on his chest listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat. Soon, the exhaustion took over him and he fell into a deep slumber with a hand caressing his ravenette locks while holding his hyung tightly in his arms.

But he failed to get a notice of clenched fist on mattress gripping on the bedsheets tightly.

That's it for today.
Hope you enjoyed reading. Forgive my grammatical mistakes and let me know if I made one.
Since it is a mafia themed book, it's going to be steamy and dark themed.

See you soon in the next chapter!