The morning sun is now hitting his bright skin, and the sweat on his skin was glistening like pearls. Every muscle of his body
protruding while he was lifting his body upholding the branch of
the tree.
His biceps and triceps clenching continuously reveal how much
hard work he can do. His jawline was moving and the vein near
his forehead showed his determination and power. His eyes were
showing only dominance and passion. Those forest green orbs are ice cold and can send shivers down anyones spine.
When he stared at someone, that person felt like hiding from those
orbs. So intimidating and holding something so intense, deep and
marvelous.
He jumped down and again started to run inside the forest. He
workout for almost two hours continuously. Its his daily routine.
He has his headphones on. He was running with speed. Suddenly
he took a halt and within a second he took out his gun and shot in a
particular direction.
After hearing the gunshot, his men came inside the forest.
Leon moved in the direction where he just shot the man, attempting his assassination.
After reaching behind the bush, he found a man fallen dead with the
bullet in the middle of his forehead.
His men also saw that body and they looked at their master with
appreciation and fear. How can he always be that cautious?
His instincts were always the best. He can never be wrong in
identifying an enemy.
Leon stared in every direction carefully with his hawk-like orbs.
"Search the whole forest carefully"- he ordered his men and walked
away from there.
He didnt even have a small frown on his forehead. How can one be that much calm and composed when someone just tried to kill him?
The answer is, he has grown up with assassination attempts and bloodshed.
He is the one and only Leon Svein, leader of the worlds biggest mafia gang "The Knights".
Indeed, they were the knights, eradicating the traffickers and other butchers disguised as mafia groups.
His rule was simple, "either stay out of his way or get buried by him in that way".
He is the most cold-hearted man on this earth, one can say. Hot as the Sahara and cold as Antarctica.
No one was ever able to know what was going on inside his sharp brain. You can never determine when Leon Svein will tangle someone in his cage.
He is fierce like a tiger, he rules like a lion and attacks like a python.
If he planned for someones destruction, then that person cannot be saved by God.
Leon Svein wasnt the devil or Lucifer. He called himself "the Dark".
He reached his mansion or should one say, Castle, stretched on acres of land ladened with every kind of luxury one can name, decorated and styled with a theme of Beige and maroon.
All the guards bowed down their heads in front of him but he didnt spare a glance at them. He straightly moved towards his room and then the washroom.
He stood under the shower by leaning onto the wall. Cold water
soothing his muscles. He groaned under the water. His mind was
roaming somewhere else.
So many enemies!!!!
Leon Svein never cared for his life, if it was for him, he would have died a long time ago. It was just for his princesses that he existed and fought every demon.
The reason he needs to destroy every one of his enemies and he will soon.
After getting ready on his three-piece Armani and diamond Rolex, he came down and moved towards the breakfast table, festooned with an array of dishes.
He was very much particular about his diet. He never ever broke his
discipline by eating unhealthy food. Not even for a day. He loved
discipline. He only took alcohol and smoked when he was stressed or beyond angry. Otherwise, he avoided every unhealthy thing.
"Someones quite chirpy today huh?"
His eyes remained fixated on his plate as he neatly cut a piece of omelet that was made from pigeon eggs, especially for him, and chewed it slowly. Already knowing who the idiot was,
"Yes, enough chirpy to send you to hell!" his thick and gruff voice resonated through the hall, making the staff there shiver a little.
He finally lifted his eyes and glanced to the right where the idiot of his right-hand man, Soren Clement, and the only reason he tolerated his childishness was a) he was with him through thick and thin since childhood b) well, he was the best assassin one could ever have.
"Morning Boss!" Another voice echoed, much sober and more mature than Soren despite being younger than him.
Leon smiled a bit and nodded looking at the short Asian-looking man Cosmo Hildan.
Leon still remembers the day when he found Cosmo freezing to death on a footpath six years back. He was the one to take him under his shelter and trained him to be an IT expert and now he was his left hand.
"Morning! Have a seat, both of you and Soren for the last time, stop showing me your bloody teeth in the morning!" Leon ordered and then chastised Soren who pouted and went to sit beside him on the right side along with Cosmo.
"Someone again tried to kill you, boss…" Soren started while feasting on the breakfast making Leon clench his jaws.
"You have any idea, who is doing all this?" asked Cosmo this time, nudging Soren to eat like a human which seemed futile. That man could eat anything, anytime, and still look like a sexy beast.
"Leblanc!" Leon replied in his cold tone holding enough poison to kill half of the earthly population.
"What??? Leblanc again??? How do you know?" Soren asked
in shock, mouth agape enough to show the minx of waffles he was eating.
Leon, having enough, slammed his fist against the table.
"First of all learn some table manners. You utterly disgusting man,"
Soren smiled sheepishly before digging back into food,
"You have been saying that for the past 28 years, have I ever paid attention?"
Leon glared at him deadly,
"Boss, the Leblanc?" Cosmo butted in, saving Soren from another eye sore.
Leon breathed and shook his head. This was an everyday routine in Svein Castle, Leons anger and love were evident for both Soren and Cosmo.
"I know everything Cosmo..nothing can be hidden from my eyes. "he
said while sipping his drink.
"Then, whats the plan? Should we kill him?" Soren asked.
"Do you seriously think I would be sitting here all calm and composed if I knew who the man was behind that disguise of Leblanc?" Leon breathed, nostrils flaming.
"We have been trying to locate that person for years now, boss. No one has ever seen him, even his business deals and other ventures are being dealt with by his manager. The last time anyone had the honor of seeing a Leblanc was at your…..your parents funeral." Soren worded with a pause, this time a bit seriously.
Leons pupils dilated for a bit as if suppressing great anger and grief at the mention of his parents.
"My ways are always different, Soren, we will play with him in such a way that he will be forced to show his face," Leon said with a slight monstrous smirk.
His eyes were only showing evil.
"What are we going to do boss?" Cosmo said with the same smirk.
Leon shaped his lips to say something when an angelic voice broke their dark trance.
"Daddy!"
To be continued……