The Perfect Flaw

Loud groans could be heard as the sound of metal colliding with flesh increased. The air held a demonic aura,a perfect example of what was being carried out there. The ground was covered in bits of human flesh,sweat and a mixture of spit and blood. The torturers were relentless and brutal. Doing their job with such ease that one would doubt if they had the same heart that any normal human being has. Or if their hearts,if they had any,pumped blood like other humans. They had no single drop of sympathy or mercy in them. Such heartless beasts like their master,the one and only Sylvester Stone. A perfect description of death served on a golden platter,live and direct. More handsome and younger for his 54 years of age. Tall, fit and insanely too hot for a man in his fifties. He had an intimidating aura,that made even the the bravest of heart shrink back in fear. His dark hair,blue eyes and sharp facial features, complimented by his fit physique made him a sight to behold for the ladies,and a sight to dread for the guys and men. Don Sly,as he was called,is a well known and feared underground mafia boss who took the name of a CEO in the outside world. He dealt on drugs and gems, emerald to be precise. And his illegal dealings had garnered him billions. "How does it feel pretty boy?" came the voice that sent shivers down the spines of many. Heads turned to see the devil himself,walking majestically towards the torture scene. It was Don Sly. Clothed in his usual black on black,he looked darkly attractive,and full time scary. The person being tortured raised his head up,and despite the countless bruises,anyone could tell that he was handsome. He was Dominic Reyes. Dominic's Father and Don Sly were two rivals whom no one else knew the cause of their rivalry. "Well well well,if it isn't the precious son of Paul Reyes". Don Sly said with a smirk. Dominic glared at him defiantly, causing Don Sly to let out a laugh. "You're just like your father. Bold and defiant even in the face of death" Don Sly drawled. "Do you know what I'll do to you?" he asked with that same sadistic smirk on his face. Dominic let out some sort of crazy laughter and that seemed to have thrown Sly off balance for a few seconds,but he was quick to cover his shock. Paul Reyes was no doubt a lunatic who didn't give a f**k about anyone or anything,but this good-looking son of his seemed to be far worse than his father. Dominic spat out the blood in his mouth and faced Sly, looking straight into his eyes. "What's the worse you could do,other than asking these bulldogs you call bodyguards to kill me?" But even I myself doubt if you can kill me" Dominic said and laughed again. To say Sly was shocked would be an understatement. He looked like he was struck by lightning. All the color in his face seemed to vanish. No one had ever dared to look him in the eye,not to mention talking back at him. Not even the other mafia bosses dared to. Only Paul Reyes was that daring,and now,the son of the only person who didn't give a damn about him,was doing the same thing and he even seemed worse than his father. Even Sly's bodyguards were taken aback. This very handsome guy was the crazier version of his father. They've seen Paul being Paul,but this young man was a blend of both himself and Paul. "You think you're brave or you're some sort of immortal". Sly said,already boiling in anger. Dominic let out a short laugh,and his laughter only seemed to fuel Sly's anger. "You think you're the boss of all,huh?" Dominic asked with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. "You won't see what's coming for you pretty man. Watch your back as often as you can". "What did you just call me?" Sly asked with all his veins popping out. Everyone could tell he was really pissed,but Dominic was far from caring. He would say more if Sly pushed him to. "You heard me loud and clear........ PRETTY". Dominic said that last part with so much venom,and at the same time,there was a hint of mockery in his voice. His plan was to get Sly angry. Sly seemed so predictable,as he had landed three slaps in quick successions on Dominic's face. His eyes were red and his body vibrated. He was angry not because Dominic called him pretty,but because Dominic didn't seem scared of him. Just like that lunatic, Paul. "Is that all you've got? Show me more pretty". Dominic said mockingly, ignoring the fact that the slaps had bursted his lips. Sly grabbed Dominic's hair,and slammed his head on the glass table where his guards had kept their weapons earlier. He dragged Dominic up by his collar and threw him across the room. Dominic landed on the other side of the room,his head bleeding profusely. He coughed out blood,and lay there groaning. His hands were tied behind his back with a chain made out of something that he didn't know. He was no far from helpless. Sly walked over to him and squatted in front of him,with a mocking smile on his face. "You're not as strong as you've been acting ever since. You're just a pathetic little boy who thinks he is now man enough to talk back at his elders". Dominic flashed him and smile. "Yeah,pretty elders" Dominic said and spat the blood in his mouth on Sly's face. It landed directly in his right eye. "Curse you". Sly yelled,holding his face in his hands. "Make sure his beating is doubled". Sly ordered his guards,while rushing out of the room with his hand clutching his eye. Dominic smiled darkly,while looking at Sly's angry retreating figure To be continued....