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Chapter 1
Cody had an easy life. At least until his father died in an accident, how everybody called it. He and his brothers knew he got killed, but it was not a surprise since he was the boss of a strong and powerful underground organisation. He was always a target for rivals and also a few too rightous cops of the city.
And since Cody was the oldest of the six Boys, it was now his turn on being the leader. Not that he had ever asked for that, but he had no choice but to obey his late fathers wish.
He himself saw his new position more like being a CEO and not a Mafia boss, what he was. His brothers were all cool with him being the new boss and helped him the best way they could.
„You know, as I said I wanted a hot blond secretary I was talking about a hot woman.“ Cody said and looked at his younger brother Rex, who was grinning at him, sitting at his desk, holding out a cup of Coffee for the older one.
„What? I‘m Blond, I‘m hot and I know this bussiness better than any hot chick in the entire City, so shut up and take your coffee.“
„Be happy that you are my brother...“ Cody took the cup and took a sip.
„So...anything new or any special things I have to take care today?“ Cody sat down at his giant new desk, which was his fathers desk before and leaned back in the red leather chair, while Rex started his computer and looked through the plans for the day or better night. Yeah it was more a nightshift job.
„Well we have trouble with our Dealers at the east side, since a new Gang is trying to gain access in our market there, the old hag Ashford doesn‘t wanna pay protection money anymore for her Brothel and her girls and...the cops don‘t wanna give us the name of the bastard who shot dad.“ Rex read in his files and Cody sighed loud, leaning back even deeper in the big chair.
„Okay...send Hardcase, Jesse and their squad to the east side to deal with the new Gang, I will take care of that old bitch myself and fuck the Police of this god forbidden shithole we call our Hometown!“
„Wow…Codes...who got on your nerves this evening?“ Rex looked at his older brother and took a sip of his own coffee.
„This job is way harder than you think it is Rexy...be happy to be the second son and not the first one...“ Cody sighed and covered his face with his arm.
He knew his organisation was bad. He knew it was evil and that he was a criminal without ever doing anything directly. But all the stuff his father had done, drug dealing, smuggling, gangfights in the streets, illegal owning of weapons, owning nearly every single high or low class brothel in the city. Now it was all on him. Now all these crimes were his and he had to deal with it and most of all, he had to keep things going.
He was no saint, he never said or even thought that. He had his fair share of dealing with the law, he even was in prison once but nothing too bad until now. But what was the biggest problem for him was to deal with all the men and women who now worked for him. They called him Boss now, he was responsible for them and for his brothers and he was scared, even though he never showed that. Scared to do something wrong and get anyone killed.
Rex looked at him for a while.
„You wanna deal with that old bitch tonight?“ He asked bringing Cody back to reality and out of his head.
„If so, I organise a meeting with her. Is it okay for you to see her in one hour?“
„Its never okay for me to see that old cunt...“ Cody mumbled but agreed then and Rex made a call.
„Why do you hate her so much?“ the blond asked, while waiting in the call line of the brothel.
„Since she tried to touch me as I was 18 and Dad thought it was a great idea to take me with him to an inspection!“
„Where was I when that happened?“
„I guess at home, playing videogames with hardcase or so, with just 15 they would never let you in anyway.“
„Is that the reason you dislike women so much?“ Rex asked smiling but never got an Answer, but an answer from the brothel already.
Not even one hour later, Cody was infront of the most expensive brothel in the whole city. The golden Cat.
The glamorous and golden Times of this house long gone, it looked now more like an old symbol of better times with his building structure straight from the 18th century, the golden cat on the roof and the decor out of an old James Bond movie.
„I hate this place...“ Cody sight and gave his two brothers Wolffe and Boil a sign to follow him inside.
Boil and Wolffe were twins, even though all six of them looked very similar and these two now worked at Codys personal Bodyguards. It was not that the oldest had asked for it, but the twins insisted in doing this for him. On the other hand it was good because Cody always could watch them. He might be the boss but the twins meant trouble. They didn‘t got their nicknames just for fun. Wolffe was easy to provoke and he was always ready for a knife fight, which had cost him his left eye two years ago and Boil also was easy to provoke, thats how he got his nickname since Jesse always said it was easy for him to „Boil over“.
The twins were fast by his side and they walked in.
Inside the smell of like hundrets of perfums tortured their noses and Wolffe started to growl already. He was sensitiv in some way.
„Brother calm down.“ Cody said as the old Hag who was the Mother of this place came to them. Abigale Ashford, once a beautiful woman in her youth was nothing like that anymore. Rex always said she looks like an old and cracked up version of Marilyn Monroe and he wasn‘t that wrong with it.
„Oh Sir, what a pleasure to see you here. What brings you...“
„I think my brother informed you already that I would come!“ Cody interrupted her harsh.
„I heard you don‘t wanna pay anymore to protect your...boys and girls in here?“
Yeah the brothel also was home to a few male workers. Lady Ashford called them Callboys but Cody knew what a Callboy was and these poor guys in here were simply male whores. They didn‘t had the elegance or glamour a callboy normally had.
„Oh that, that must be a mistake Sir, really I would never do anything like that.“ The old woman tried to calm Cody down, more Wolffe who was still growling.
„We will talk about that in your office! Boil, Wolffe you will inspect this place! And don‘t touch the girls!“ Cody ordered and followed the woman to her office while his brothers looked around.
„I assure you, it was all a big mistake.“ Lady Ashford said again and again, serving Cody a hot cup of tea in her really oldschool looking office. That woman even had a typewriter on her desk.
„So the Money will come at the end of every month?“ Cody asked and the woman nodded fast and sat down behind her desk, handing him a few files.
„The new Girls that work here will bring good money, I assure you Sir.“
He took the files and just scanned them briefly, while the woman watched him.
„You are doing such a good job, way better than your Father.“ She said after a while, watching him. He just simply gave her a warning glance to shut up, before putting the files down.
„Anything else I should know about?“
„What Exactly do you mean, Sir?“
„I‘m talking mostly about that locked door right next to your Office. Whats behind that door?“
„Oh just a playroom for costumers with...lets say special wishes. You see BDSM is a high trend around here and thats a playroom for that.“
„I wanna see it!“
„I don‘t know if the room is in use right now, we can‘t...“
„I said: I WANNA SEE IT!!“ Cody gave her a glare what made her makeup covered face go pale and she nodded.
„Okay, wait here a minute Sir, I look for the key...“ She moved surprisingly fast out of the room.
Cody took the time to get in contact with Wolffe via bluetooth.
„Wolffe, could you find anything?“
„It looks like a lot of girls and guys here are almost the whole time under the influence of some sort of drug...“ Wolffe said, while standing in the lobby.
„Some are barely legal...Codes, I don‘t like this place, screw the money, we have to get out of here and burn this whole house down!“
„Wolffe, playing with fire and explosives is more Hardcases Style and second of all, we can‘t burn the whole brothel down and ruin the only existence some of these people have. Contact Boil, I‘ll meet you at the old hags office, I wanna see a special room in this house.“
„Roger Sir.“
Boil and Wolffe waited as Lady Ashford came back with a keyring and opened the door, next to her office. The door lead down into the basement it seemed and harsh whippingsounds echoed up the stairs to them.
„The room is in use Sir, we can‘t go down there now...“ The woman said, but Cody ordered Wolffe to follow him and they went down the stairs.
„But Sir...“
„I Pay for your House! In the end, I OWN this house, so I wanna see this room! Your Costumer will understand that I have to inspect it and if he is not pleased I will treat him with a drink of his choice.“
The two brothers went down the stairs, the whipping noises got louder and also some foul insults to whoever was down there with this costumer.
„Does he kiss his mother with that foul mouth...“ Wolffe growled low, while listening to the insults and „Cunt“ was one of the most harmless words the poor person down there had to hear.
At the end of the stairs was a bright white room with all sorts of sextoys and tools on the walls and all over the room.
But Codys attention was at the scene right infront of him and even Wolffe stopped growling for a moment, like he was in shock.
Infront of them, in the middle of the room was a person chained at the wrists and lifted high enough that the feet couldn‘t touch the ground anymore. A man was standing infront of the victim you could say and was beating the shit out of him with a whip that snapped again and again against the already completely blood covered back.
„I said Scream Already you useless piece of SHIT!!“ The man yelled, whipping the poor man in the chains again, who didn‘t made a sound, despite being whipped so hard that it ripped his pale skin open and the blood was already running down his legs to a puddle underneath.
„What the fuck is this shit show?“ Wolffe growled and the man turned around to them.
„And who are you?! What are you doing down here?? I Paid for this so Fuck off you Assholes!“ He yelled bringing Wolffes blood to a boil while Cody hold him back and contacted Boil who was still upstairs with Lady Ashford.
„Boil, send the lady down here, I want her to see this!“
Not even five minutes later was the old Lady down there and her shocked face said it all. She had no idea what was going on down here and Cody believed her that she was just as shocked as he was from this.
„Is THAT what your Costumers are allowed to do down here?!“ Wolffe barked at her and she shook her head, absolutely pale and shocked by what she just saw.
„What is this? This is a playroom not a torture chamber!“ She yelled and looked at the costumer then at the man in the chains.
„I said its not allowed to hurt my girls or boys!!“
„This cunt wouldn‘t scream for me, so I had to be a bit harsher!“
„Ben is voiceless! He will NEVER Scream!“ She yelled back at the man and slapped him across the face.
„Get out of my house! Get out here before I call the police!“
„Not neccessary.“ Cody gave Wolffe a look and he nodded.
„Boil and I will take care of that!“ He said, grabbed the man by the arm and dragged him upstairs, while Cody freed the poor man in the chains. He lowered him until his feet could touch the ground, but he slipped on his own blood and fell to the ground.
Lady Ashford was still too shocked to move, while Cody got down on his knees, getting his pants soaked a bit in blood while turning the man carefully around, supporting him, so he wouldn‘t lay on his wounds.
Now he had time to look at the man a bit more in detail. He wasn‘t that young anymore, older than most of the boys in the house. Pale skin, auburn hair and beard, which was rare, most guys here were shaved clean but he had a full beard, neatly trimmed what made him look quite pretty. He was unconscious and breathing heavily.
„Oh god...how could this happen…“ Lady Ashford was sobbing and looking at the man in Codys Arms.
„Yeah I wonder why?! This room will be locked up Forever!!“
„S...Sure Sir...“
„What was his name you said? Ben?“
„Yes, Ben Kenobi. He works here a long time already...I‘m not quite sure anymore how long...“
„And he is voiceless?“
„Well yeah, since a few years. Nobody knows why but all of the sudden he stopped talking. I let him get checked by the medic here, but he said Ben is completely healthy but since that day he never spoke again...“
Cody nodded and stroke through the soft but sweaty hair of the man in his arms.
„I‘m about to throw him out.“ Lady Ashford continued.
„He is getting old and the most costumers want young and fresh boys, also he doesn‘t scream or cry anymore, so it takes the fun for some out...“
„You wanna throw him out on the streets?“
„Oh by all mean Sir, if you like him, you can have him.“
Cody stared at her with wide eyes.
„What?“
„You can have him. You or the streets, thats all he has and the choice is not his.“