HOUSE OF IVANOVS*
It's the biggest building in the clan, and every damn rule comes from here.
Every meeting about the Bratva or the family happens here too, and right now, one of those meetings is starting in three minutes.
Inside the house, Yulia and Sergei are already seated, waiting for the children's arrival. It's a family meeting this time.
Yulia wore a lace-trimmed dress which echoed Russian heritage, and her hands were gloved to the elbows.
Her short hair is permed, and her face commands attention.
Sergei is beside her, his tailored tux matching his fit body. He looks older but still fit.
His face is a map of hardening experience, his jaw set in line.
They're both in their fifties.
Three minutes later, Mira came in, the first child.
She's always the first to arrive.
There's a knife with her which she's checking out with a sadistic smile__She has a frenzied obsession with knives.
She settled in front of the parents, no words spoken as she rested back.
Almost immediately, Dante came in... The second child.
"Why the fûck is Enzo not here yet? He came back from the mission already" He said with a glare as he settled beside Mira.
"Are you disappointed that he's not here to pick a fight with?" Mira replied without looking at him.
"Shut up, Mira" Dante replied, and Mira's knife found its way to the middle of his legs.
"The fûck!" He grabbed her hand, but Mira kept it there tightly, pressing the knife down.
"Know your damn place, else... I'll cut it and make it into skewers" she smiled threateningly at him.
The parents just looked on, not adding a word.
Bianca came in next, the last child.
She's wearing a bikini, wet from the pool water, and she's holding an arrow and a bow.
"I was practicing at the pool when I remembered the meeting. No one should talk about my appearance" she said, taking her seat too.
"Pretty sure someone with a worse appearance is on his way" Dante replied gruffly, and as if to confirm his words, Sin came in... The fourth child.
He's naked!
NAKED!
His huge standing dîck danced wildly in front of him as he strode with a grin, his right arm covered completely with dark tattoos.
"Was on top of a bîtch when I remembered the meeting. It was too late to wear anything" he chuckled, sitting beside Bianca.
No one replied.
It's not his first time walking around naked as if he's crazy in the head.
They waited five more minutes, but Enzo never came.
"As usual, he'll keep us waiting for one hour? Enzo is crazy" Sin said, and Dante sprang up, bolting out of the house.
*
CLAN FOREST*
In the forest at the end of the clan compound, there's a low mountain, and on the mountain, there's a black manor.
The manor is Enzo's home, he loves his privacy that way.
Dante climbed up the mountain in a fit of rage, anger radiating off him till he got to the manor.
He was about to break the door down with his gun when he remembered it's not penetrable, so he switched to kicking.
He kicked it hard, and the walls shook with the violence.
"Enzo!!!" He yelled, but only the echo of his voice came back, so he kicked again, more aggressively this time.
He continued the kicks till he got tired of it, so he went back down the mountain.
He came back minutes later with a keg of gasoline and matches.
He wet the door and windows with the gasoline and was about to light the matches on it...
"That'll be fun to watch" Enzo's chilly voice finally spoke, and he turned swiftly to see him standing beside a huge stone, not far from the manor.
He has been watching him since the beginning, enjoying Dante's madness.
Dante dropped the unlit matches and walked fast to him.
He threw him a punch, and Enzo could have avoided it, but he chose not to.
He smiled devilishly immediately the punch met his face, but then he returned it sharply.
The force of his punch sent Dante to the ground with a bruise, and he smirked.
It's a known fact to every living and nonliving thing in the clan that Enzo is stronger than any fuçking body, but Dante is not ready for that conversation.
The fact that he's older than him makes him always want to boss, but Enzo is not to be bossed.
Before Dante could stand, Dante was already going down the mountain.
Dante stood, grinding his teeth as his anger got refined.
He wants to kill Enzo right now.
He always wants to.