Chapter 1 Aleksei Petrov
The moon glowed softly in the sky illustrating the warehouse that was situated at the outskirt of Kaelara city. The silver glow seeped through the openings of the old warehouse, like water seeping through a rusty submarine.
Like a spotlight the silver light cast a glow on a man who was kneeling on the ground. His hands bound behind his back, he was covered in blood as it dripped on the dirty concrete floor.
His nose was crooked, and blood poured out like a waterfall. His eyes were swollen, and his lips busted. He breathed loudly, as he tremble. His blood shot eyes stayed locked on the darkness before him.
Then, the glint of metal came from the darkness followed by an orange glow in the darkness. The small flame lite the face of what would look like the face of death to the men.
His cold, and lifeless eyes stayed on the insect he believed the man kneeling on the floor was. He pulled out a cigar from his inner jacket pocket, and placed it between his lips.
He brought the lighter to the cigar and lite it his gaze not leaving the man on the ground. He took a long drag of the cancer stick, he held it between his middle, and index finger, before blowing into the air.
He sighed, before closing the lighter. He returned the cigar back on his lips, before standing up while pocketing his lighter.
He walked towards the man kneeling, and halt in front of him, before squatting.
Aleksei Petrov took another drag of his cigar, before blowing on the man's face, who immediately started coughing. Aleksei smirked darkly, before rising up.
"Mr. Ronald, do you know why you're here?" He asked in a husky voice, and surrounded the man, like a predator surrounding its prey.
The man hesitated for a while, but he knew that testing Aleksei's patience was courting death.
"B... Be... Cause, I.. I sniffed around in places I shouldn't have" He spoke, his sweat along with his blood dripping on the floor.
Aleksei gave a dark chuckle that was void of emotions, which made Mr. Ronald shiver.
"I wouldn't have said it better myself" Aleksei licked his lips, and took another drag. "You see Mr. Ronald, I've heard very nice things about you. The man who's never afraid of going after big scoops, the man who wrote an article about the city minister's dealing with the Zyra clan, and I respect people who are brave, and stupid at the same time "He halt, and turned to look at the man who had his gaze on the floor.
" But, you see, I respect them, and I also hate them. Especially when they fuck with me, and I'll make going to make an example out of you today for the next idiot that comes after you" He said, and almost immediately a man in a grey suit stepped out of the darkness.
He stood behind Aleksei, and whispered something into his ear before handing him a pile of papers. Aleksei's lips curled into a sinister smile. Like always things were going the way he wanted them to.
After the man was done whispering he moved back into the darkness.
"Today was your two years old daughter's birthday, right?" He raised a brow at him. Mr. Ronald's head snapped up, a look of fear crossed his face.
He breathed loudly, and crawled forward with his hands still bound" P.. Please don't hurt my family, my little girl"He was now crying, as tears rolled down his face.
Aleksei took a long puff of his cigar, and blew it into the air slowly. Then, he dropped the stack of papers on the floor, and sighed as he watched Mr. Ronald scan the papers which turned out to be pictures.
His breath came out in pants as recognized the faces of his entire family, even his distant relatives. His face twisted in agony.
"No...no, no, no, NO! You sick fuck! How could you do something so sick? What did my family ever do to you?!" His earlier fear was now replaced by anger, and burning hatred.
Aleksei's smirk vanished into an expression so cold that it could freeze hell over.
" You were warned, and since you didn't listen I had to make sure that you pay dearly. " Aleksei said, and turned around.
His steps gracefully, and calculated, as he strode the warehouse.
"You'll rot in hell! Do you hear me?! The pits of hell is where you belong!!" Mr. Ronald yelled from behind, but Aleksei was unfazed.
The cool late breeze brushed against his skin, as he gazed at the moonlight. He dropped the cigar on the ground, and stepped on it, before he strode towards the car that waited for him. His men followed from behind, and his driver opened the car door for him.
He got in, and relaxed against the headrest with his eyes closed. The car started, and drove out of the deserted area. As the car drove away the sound of gunshots echoed.
The black SUV rolled up the driveway, its glossy paintwork glimmering like a dark mirror under the silver moon. It stopped dead in front of the mansion’s entrance – guards snapped to attention, bowing like puppets on strings. The driver leapt out, scrambling to yank open the back door.
A black shoe hit the ground, followed by another. Aleksei Petrov stepped out, his tailored suit a second skin. Blonde hair gelled back, icy blue eyes swept the scene, and his chiseled jaw said don’t fuck with me. The air thickened. Guards kept their eyes down, breathing through their fear.
The strong smell of disinfect hit his nose, as he entered the mansion, the maids going back, and forth to keep the place clean. When they saw him they what they were doing, and bowed to him in respect.
He just ignored them, and strode towards his suite on the third floor. At the entrance his men who are responsible for guarding his suite, opened the door for him.
He immediately poured himself a glass of brandy, and threw himself on a couch. The dark interior of the bedroom matched his personality.
The sound of a slow song played in the background as he chugged down the rest of his drink. He rose from the couch, and immediately started stripping. He strode into the bathroom, and took a shower.
Then, suddenly the sound of his phone echoed in the room, and he picked it up with wet hands.
"Boss! " The voice of his Lieutenant came through. He was panting, as he it seemed like he was running.
Aleksei kept quiet, waiting for him to speak. His hair was dripping, as his expression remained neutral. The sound of the shower was the only sound in the bathroom.
"They ambushed us! Most of our men are dead" He spoke between pants. "I managed to get away but I don't think the others made it" He added. The silence that followed made the man on the other end nervous, and he almost tripped.
Aleksei hung up without saying a word, before browsing through his contacts. When he found the number he was looking for he immediately pressed call.
After only one ring the receiver spoke.
"Boss"
He was silent for a while before finally speaking "Prepare the jet for a trip to Zaileph city" He spoke, before hanging up without waiting for the receiver's respond.
He tossed the phone aside, and returned to finish his shower, he looked up, and the warm water poured down his face. He smirked darkly. Time to paint the town red.