𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 1┌𝘚𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦.┘

{Damian Yang's POV}

"It is rare to see Mister Yang in this small town. What are you doing here, brother?" Eric Andre asked with a little smirk on his lips.

Well, that question hit a nerve, and he already knew the answer to it. Every year, I travel back to my hometown, Amaron City, where my family resides. I do not like spending Christmas or any other 'special occasion' in this place, but for the sake of my grandfather, I am willing to make my life a little more miserable.

Eric and I are waiting for our two friends to join us in this club of mine. Well, I might not like Amaron City, but that doesn't mean I don't own it. After all, my own family lives here, and those are the people I want to protect with my life. I love my little brother and sister as well as my cousins and grandparents. The problem is with my so-called father. I will not go all emotional with you about how he married another woman after my mother died because he has yet to get over her death, even if he is married again to another woman.
I also will not lie and tell you Miss Martha, his wife, is a bad person because she is not, and after all, she gifted us my two little baby siblings. It is just that I am sick of everyone's grief over my mother. Yes, I loved her, but she was not a good mother, nor was she a good person.

"Damian." Eric sighed, knowing that I was once again overthinking.
"I wish I did not have to come to this place again," I said lowly as I took a sip of my bourbon. Well, as much as I'd like to say I was enjoying my time in this club, with female and male, may I say, eyes on me, I did not. I did not enjoy it one bit.

"You need to get laid, Damian. You look out of it." Tom Matthews said after he sat down next to me.

With this one, we were friends from a young age, and I appreciated his concern, but I wish I could punch that smirk off his face, and he knows that, too.

"I wish I could slit your throat sometimes," I whispered to myself as I shook my head, looking around the club. Indeed, too many eyes were on us, and I do not mean just horny females.
We were being watched by some gang, and I am sure this will get heavy later on, but let us just stay at ease for a while, shall we?

"We are going to have problems soon, brother. You better watch out." Eric smiled devilishly as he drank from his cup.

I honestly do not understand how they keep acting like children most of the time. I guess different genes do that to you.

"Where the fuck is Steven?" I asked, annoyed.

"I am not sure, man. Why is he always late?" Eric got angry and I shook my head at him.

A good age to be, 25, but I guess it doesn't make much difference from 15, does it?
Matthews grinned at Eric and took a sip as he looked around us, like the smart villain he was, he wanted to make sure these people were going to get it right. Well, after we were going to be giving something else to female, or male, whatever you'd like, people.

"Does it matter? He's probably banging some blond chick, thinking it is Aurora." I scoffed and placed my cup down after sipping a little more.

"Hey man, don't do our bro dirty like that." Eric frowned and I rolled my eyes at him.

"Ya'll talking about me again, aren't you." I heard the grin before seeing it on Steven Down's face as he sat down next to Eric.

"About fucking time." I lowly said and he smiled at me.

My threatening tone did not bother them as much anymore. Well mostly because they were clean around me, with no conspiracies and shit.

"So, what is going on with the Yangs, mate? I heard Lao Han had a heart attack a month ago." Steven asked with worry written on his face and I sighed, remembering the moment I got that call from the hospital.

"I was so angry when they called, I think I could've snapped some necks if the flight wasn't nine hours long," I admitted.

"Did something more happen?" Matthews inquired, more worried than before.

"Yes, he apparently dreamt of some young woman. She was in some kind of danger... I am not sure what else he said. I was too angry to listen." I confessed and they all looked at me like I grew two heads.

"You won't ever change." Eric shook his head and took another look around us. "At least go get some pussy, man, you seem like you need it," he added, making me roll my eyes.

"He is right, what's better than some real good pussy?" Steven smirked, closing his eyes, probably imagining what he was doing before arriving at the club.

"Disgusting bitch." Matthews mattered at him and sipped from his cup.

"I will probably have some tonight. I am going to need the adrenaline for whatever's going to come tomorrow." I admitted with a deep sigh.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Matthews asked, concerned now.

"Jarod told me some young woman appeared in my house. Lao Han brought her in with wide arms, claiming she was the one he dreamt about or something like that." I took in a breath.

"I cannot believe Lao Han can be this stupid. Opening the door to whoever he wants. It is not like he doesn't know how many enemies we have, for Christ's sake!" I added, now getting angry.

"It might not be that bad, Damian." Eric tried to reason, but I am not having it.

"You all know who I am and how many people want in the family, and for many reasons too. I am not going to let some young chick do whatever she wants in my house." I warned once again.
They shared a look, and I watched as

Matthews's brows knitted together.

"Damian, do not be reckless and kill the woman without giving her a chance. Lao Han is not an idiot. He has his reasons for letting her into the house." he said, and I shook my head.

"When did she arrive?" Eric asked.

"Earlier today, I had Jarod watch her every move." I admitted and sighed.
I have had enough of this conversation for now.