Vicious Saints [18+]

014: Starboy

|Alysanne Valentine|

"Vampire Diaries Flashback!" Isadora gasps.

While we are processing the sudden intrusion and the clear animosity between Azarov and his brother.

"So not the time." I reply.

Isadora inches closer until I could hear her whisper, "Because it's the Stefan and Damon showdown."

I barely comprehend her words.

Completely hung up over the fact that Azarov had a brother that he never mentions and neither did Diavolo or Isadora. Clearly, the secret was meant to be taken to the grave. However, Sinnius altered that plan. The ever-growing darkness is consuming the room, surrounding Azarov and Sinnius who are emitting a battle of dominance and power.

Sinnius is the opposite of Azarov but physically they share the same features, you can easily pin-point the resemblances. A full grin plastered itself on his full wine stained lips that is submerged with smoke emitting from the cigarette hanging in-between his lips. One can assume that he is overjoyed with this reunion but we are dealing with dangerous people everyday, all of the people in this family are vicious and Sinnius isn't the exception.

"Little brother, aren't you happy to see me?" He mocked, placing his hands into his pockets.

"Quite the opposite, Sinn."

Sinnius pouts, "You call me like I'm an actual sin."

"Isn't it what you fucking are?" Diavolo retorted back.

Azarov is level-headed. But, if you decipher closer into his actions you would realize that the silence he is emitting is due to his mind trying to process necessary actions to take. His entire body is clenching and vibrating, he is desperate for a release of the tension building up inside of him.

However, as tempting as it is to be reckless. Azarov would never cross that line because he values discipline and control. Sinnius is testing him and it's like gambling with the devil because Azarov is much more vicious and sinister. People haven't met that side yet, they don't know who he truly is. The answer Sinnius anticipated from his brother made him break out into a villainous smile with the inclusion of the cigarette loosely tucked between his plush lips. It only displayed his arrogance and desperate attempt to claim power.

The midnight black hair, is falling onto his forehead that you could easily run your fingers through. The porcelain hue in his skin appearing bronze in the dim light; resembling a Greek god and that certainly runs through the family. Honey glazed orbs with a mixture of caramel that glowed under the soft light, they conveyed warmth but I knew the treacherous secrets behind such deceiving eyes.

Everything consisted of darkness, his slacks that clung to his thighs and matching formal shirt that stuck to his lean, defined frame like second skin. He wasn't bulky compared to Diavolo but he was lean and muscular in certain areas, definition clearly visibly through the fabric.

His gaze shifted to Diavolo and he was all 100 eager to speak. "Ah! Cousin, it's been awhile."

Diavolo wasn't amused by him. "Hasn't been long enough if I am still seeing your face."

Isadora crossed her arms, "Now, how the fuck are you even related?"

Sinnius smirked at her, "Our mother Synthia, is Uncle Declan's (Diavolo's father) younger sister. Anything else you might want to ask? Like how long is my dick?"