9
(Leo's POV)
"Have two of our best men outside of their house at all times," I ordered Mike after Arie and Wendy left. Mike nodded and motioned Jimmy and Paul to follow them. "Where is he?" I asked Mike, trying to keep my anger under the veil.
"In your penthouse," he replied. This wasn't the first time Wren acted out when he was drunk, but he never tried something as despicable as rape. Misbehaving was his thing, not molesting and I could not tolerate this. What made me even more furious was that he tried to rape Arie. Infuriated, I stomped towards my private elevator with Mike following me closely behind.
"You need to calm down Leo," said Mike as we entered the elevator.
I stared, intimidating him under my stature and compelling him to look away. "Don't," I warned him. Mike may be my best friend and my right hand, but he knew better to not question me when I was to the point of bursting. He was the only one who would ever question me, but he knew not to do so right now.
The elevator stopped at my penthouse on the top floor. I punched in the password and watched the doors open to my beautifully furnished den. I barged in like a wild boar, taking off my hex tie and tossing it to the floor. Opening up the first few buttons of my shirt, I walked towards the dining area.
He was lazily seated on the dining chair, still unconscious. Pulling out a gun that was tucked between my trousers behind my back, I shot at him.
"What the fuck!" He jolted up and started running around frantically gaining laughs from the few people in the room including Mike. I glared at them urging them to shut up right away. They did, but Mike was laughing uncontrollably.
"Wren," I shouted, stopping all the mumbling that was taking place in the room. "Get your ass back here before I shoot you for real this time."
He wobbled back to the chair with his hand on his crotch taking a seat and sweating profusely. "You could have killed me," he spat.
"It was just to wake you up," I hissed. "I wouldn't have shot a few inches from your head if I wanted to kill you."
"What if you missed?" He asked. "Water would have done the job perfectly."
"I never miss," I stared at him.
"Why am I here? What did I do this time?" He asked, completely ignoring my comment.
"You know exactly what you did. I shouldn't have to tell you that."
"If it's about that bitc..."
"Watch it!" I roared, causing him to flinch. His disapproving gaze on me narrowed at my reaction to his demeaning comment on Arie. The tension in the room was skyrocketing by the passing minute.
"Why are you so defensive of her?" He tilted his head to the side in sheer curiosity.
"I'm defensive because we don't do that. We don't rape women. You'd be dead if you did."
"Sorry. I'm not a saint when it comes to women like you, brother. I do what I want to do." He smiled at me. "Whatever I want."
"I rule the empire and I'm the king, so you do as I say. I'm not a saint either and you know that. You also know that I've never forced a woman before and won't ever do it like you were doing today," I spat. "You disgust me right now and you would have had to pay a big price for what you were about to do to that girl."
He started to laugh. "You're the one to talk," he said curtly after he quieted his laughter. "All the horrible things you've done and this is what disgusts you?"
"Oh, shut up," I yelled. "I asked you to apologize to her today, not rape her."
"Go ahead and shoot me then. I dare you," he continued to test my patience and I was just about to lose it.
"You would've been dead a long time ago if you were any other guy but you're my brother and I can't."
He scoffed, shaking his head at my statement. "Oh please. We all know that I'm not your brother. Just a charity case that your mother picked up from the streets to make herself feel better."
"I considered you my little brother since the day we adopted you. My mother adores you more than me and I can't take you away from her. It would kill her. So, I'm holding back for the both of us. Choose your next words wisely because one wrong word from your mouth and I'll lose it," I warned him once again.
"You know what," he spoke up, slamming his hands onto the armchair. "I will rip apart that tight little pussy of the girl and then I will stab her gentle heart that has you feeling for her."
"That's it!" I growled in rage losing all my patience with him. Raising the gun in the air, I brought it down with all my power, knocking him to the ground.
Gasps were let out by the people in the room. They had seen me do worse in front of them, but this was the first time I assaulted my brother and they were present to witness it.
"Take him home and get him checked out by Ray," I ordered the two men in the corner. They nodded immediately and started to pick Wren's flaccid body up. "Get him some ice for his crushed balls too."
Thinking about the state of his smashed balls made me laugh. Arie fought back and that made me admire her even more. She's a strong willed girl and I promised to protect that poor girl which I'll uphold. Wren talking about her like that just angered me beyond belief. Imagining him doing things to her disgusted me to the point where I couldn't even look at him. I wouldn't let him get close to her. Ever.
"You alright?" Mike put a hand on my shoulder in a reassuring manner.
"I'm fine," I brushed off his hand from me. "I just need to take out this pent up anger."
"I've got just the thing you need," he said, grinning. "Would you like a guy who stole ten million from you?"
"You know me too well," I smirked. This was a treat to me. Taking out my anger on someone was the best feeling in the world and Mike knew exactly what I needed.
I got onto the elevator with Mike and three other men. Pushing in the button to the basement, we all went down.
It wasn't just some nasty old basement, it was incredibly furnished and many of my men stayed down there along with other criminals who wished to gamble their lives away or die by my hands. A huge illegal playground for us to play in. My elevator and a restricted staircase were the only entrances to it. My men used the staircase while I used the elevator. No random entity was allowed in there. There was another entrance in the back that only me and Mike knew about. I didn't trust anyone else with it. Trusting people had always been hard for me and in this business it's quite justified.
The place was heavily guarded by my men and I called it the 'Underworld' because it was a completely different world under the hotel that no one knew about. Murders, drugs, and all the other criminal activities and meetings took place down there.
Music blared into our ears even before the elevator came to a halt letting me and my men out. We walked around the criminals that were gathered around strippers like the little thirsty dogs that they were.
Coming to a stop in front of a big door, I punched in the password on the keypad beside it and walk in. This was my torture room where I would slay the rats. But the room was completely empty. No sign of living other than us.
"Where's he?" I looked at Mike in annoyance. If this was one of his jokes, he was about to be the victim today.
Mike smiled and turned around, grabbing one of my men. "Liam is the rat." He threw him in front of me.
I picked Liam up by his collar. He trembled under me while his eyes showed fear of death which satisfied me. Fear was what fueled me and I liked it. "Well, well, well. One of my most trusted men." I spat through my teeth.