"You tamed your bride yet Eugene?".... Surprisingly Gordon was the first to speak. The statement more like a question.
"No... not yet. Her men seem to be everywhere these days. They're planning again, trying to set her free still.
They came down here this time around, seeking help from the twin devils. They chose the wrong hand. I got the hint then. And that's why I'm down here. They seem to be growing in number the more I weed them out, should I just burn down the city. But this will be the last of them, I'll make sure of that.
" Don't burn down my city Eugene, I can't have you do that now."
Gordon saw the tired face of his brother, Eugene had taken more of his mother's asian genes, his dark silky strands and pretty face would make one assume he was so easy to get along with, a pretty face. Eugene wasn't a bad man, he was more principled than most of the underworld dwellers but that was understandable after all he was from the top side, what surprised him was how this guy had decided to wife a girl from their dark pits, the lady was so stubborn and she just had to have the power to back it up too. He could understand why Eugene would be so damn tired. But well, he couldn't possibly rub his sweet bride in his face now... could he?
"The annual gatherings are drawing near, do you need help before then?"
Every year a generation of the Darcens youth and adult would meet and have a family gathering. It was nothing formal, but for the prime and adult Darcens who were hunting their brides, it was a platform to show off their well tamed brides and how much they are loved and cared for.
Hearing about the annual gatherings, Eugene did not at all look happy if anything his expression turned more bitter. He hated those, last year's gathering had almost cost him his bride. That stubborn little lover of his had tried to escape with her assassin squad, they had planned that so well however they had forgotten they were the Darcens. They weren't so easy to escape from even when they let their guard down. Although they gathered for a family celebration, it didn't mean they didn't have their eyes and ears all around the world.
He loved the chase and all, however he was so starved of affection he could willingly trade the fun for a little bit of her sincere love and kindness even if it wasn't sincere, he would gladly hold on to it. Sigh... He had fallen in love with a vengeful mafia princess. Although he was on the side of light away from the Darcens underworld business, these days he has stayed down here more than he has the world above.
He had hunted so many of her men and it shocked him how there was always more and they got tricky and wilder by time. However his eyes lowered in vile glee, this time he had found the root of their organization, he was going to wreck havoc in this hell and he'd carry the crown back proudly to his stubborn little bride. She can keep the crown and him, his home would gladly be her kingdom, she could step over his empire and lead, so far as she remained his empress, she could rule take and tear apart and he'll hold onto the world long enough for her to tear it apart. Ahh... His fierce bride had been so gorgeous when they had first met, her gun to his head as she stepped over the corpse of the men that killed her family, back then he had thought she was done with her mission when he chose her. He thought after seeking her vengeance with such satisfying grin on her lips she would stop there, who would have thought his lover had a thing or two on his men, even when he had personally fetched the men for her to leave a series of bullets in their stupid heads, she'd still wanted more. How could she think of murdering her own husband. The few bullet puncturing on him showed how much distaste she had for him. He had let her shoot him too, well not so it hit his vital organs. After all he had to satisfy his raging wife... But, she wanted his head and he would've done that gladly, but how was he to be loved if he was dead. Plus he was a Darcen, he was already so hard to kill too.
And that only left him one way, destroy the empire she built and maybe she would willingly accept him and maybe his empire too.
He could even build her an underground haven if she would just ask.
But letting her go and setting her free or taking off his ring and watching her escape was not at all a choice.
She owned his heart now, how could she even think of escaping with it.
"Gordon, I might need a few of your men tonight,..."
Yes, he had his own men hundreds of them after all he was a Darcen however he was from the world above, none of his men were as powerful as Gordon's huntsmen.
They were not as powerful as a Darcen would be, after all every Darcen had been trained to be a killer, a ruler and a business man, however they had been trained by Gordon himself, and so, they were the perfect guys for tonight's brutality.
"I know you came here seeking something too I will help you." In his haste he had even promised without knowing what Gordon seeked. He didn't have to, after all he was family, Gordon would have willingly helped his brother with his special and problematic situation however he just promised and a promise already made couldn't be taken back.
"I need a clip of your men hunting my chosen bride. If possible make her face as vivid as you can.... I have to let her sister know her men were hunting her dear sister after all..."
He already felt such glee thinking how much damage he was going to do. Yes he was petty. Even if it was his own blood brothers, no one had the right to touch his bride!
Eugene stared at the grinning Gordon and all red lights begun highlighting, however he had already made his promise.
Forget it, the hell brothers had their own special way of playing.
What he didn't know was that in the future when he thought he had things under control his bride may or may not have mistakenly received a tip off about her husband trying to drug her with the forget me not.