2014.
After middle school, Jacob, Enzo, Oliver, Bruno, and Manu stuck together, but their friendship changed into something else; it evolved. They were wild, always looking for new thrills and the kind of power that only crime could offer.
Jacob's blonde hair had switched up its style, but his piercing green eyes stayed a standout feature. He was cold with his girlfriend, Alice, even slapping her when they didn't see eye to eye, and he always kept his shady activities hidden from her.
All Johnny's fault. He even taught him how to act around women. He used to say they were nothing more than a distraction.
Alice was a petite girl with reddish hair and green eyes. She loved him but she was scared of him at the same time. But she'd have done anything to please her boyfriend, even endure pain and abuse.
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When Jacob finally let her into his room for the first time after dating for years, Alice hesitated at the door, her eyes scanning the place, which looked like a modern prince's pad [https://img.wattpad.com/cfe7a51fe27879eaf09f673ff11c2a7ceebd1335/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f494d5664503533454c70586676673d3d2d313438343739353139312e313766656161373939353438393831663938313938323233373737332e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
When Jacob finally let her into his room for the first time after dating for years, Alice hesitated at the door, her eyes scanning the place, which looked like a modern prince's pad. The walls were cream-colored, adorned with gold snake symbols. In the center was a big queen-sized bed with a leather headboard and black silk sheets, surrounded by sleek dark wood furniture.
«What do all those symbols mean?» she asked, stepping closer to touch them.
Jacob turned to her while fluffing a pillow and moved closer.
«Power, Alice,» he replied, pulling off her maroon shirt.
«Getting right to the point, huh?» Alice shot back, taking off his white shirt as they jumped onto the bed.
After a bit, Jacob unbuckled his jeans, and they started to make love. After a few kisses on her back, Jacob decided to take off his belt.
«You're mine, and you'll do what I say. SLAVE!» he growled, whipping her back.
«Y-Yeah, Jacob, I'm... I'm your slave!» Alice yelled, touching her hurt spot.
Jacob grinned, yanking her hair harder.
«What a horny bitch you are!» he hissed, pulling her neck back.
«Oh... yeah, Jacob, you're... you're right, keep going, Ahh...» Alice moaned, moving back and forth.
After their wild session, Alice sat on the bed and leaned toward him.
«Do you love me, dear?» she asked as Jacob got off the bed and started to dress, totally ignoring her question. «You're mine, and we've been together for three long years. When are we gettin' married?» she asked again, leaning forward, but Jacob shot her a cold glare.
«What did you just say?» he questioned as he put back on his shirt and moved closer. «Married? Are you drunk?» he asked again, squinting.
«What?» she gasped, mouth hanging open in shock.
«What's gotten into you? Huh? You're talkin' as if I fuckin' need ya or somethin',» he shot back, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at her.
Alice flinched. Her heart just got smashed into a million pieces.
«W-what... how can you say that to me?» she stammered, getting off the bed and backing away a bit, trembling. «I love you.»
«You love me?» Jacob shot back, stepping closer with a disgusted look. Then he stopped right in front of her like he was about to throw down.
«You're pathetic, Alice. Pathetic. You thought you had a lock on this?» he spat, giving her a light shove.
«A lock on what?» Alice asked, eyes wide, trying to backtrack.
«There's a whole line of girls waiting outside for their turn,» the Cobra heir said, waving his arm toward the door. He then turned to walk away but glanced back at her. «We're done here. Beat it,» he said, flicking his hand dismissively.
«You cheated on me?» she asked, her eyes going wide in disbelief.
She couldn't believe what he just said. All those trips, those dinners, all the promises-it was all just a big fat lie.
«You can't cheat on someone you don't give a damn about. Party's over. I found something better,» he replied coldly.
Alice stood there for a few seconds, blinking in shock. She opened her mouth slightly, seeing Jacob was about to snap. Mustering her courage, she stepped closer to him by the door, sizing him up.
«You can't treat me like this, Jacob,» she said, but then she softened her tone just a bit. «Please, tell me there's still a chance for us...» she continued, grabbing his arm.
«A chance? There was never any chance,» Jacob said, yanking his arm away. «You're just a spoiled brat. You're here to serve me,» he insulted her, staring her down.
«Serve you? For what?» Alice mumbled, leaning toward him, but Jacob grinned wickedly and shoved her away again.
«To empty my balls, whore!» he shot back, then opened the door. «Now get out,» he commanded, holding the door open.
Alice made a disgusted face, then turned to grab her things and faced him once more.
«You'll never be happy...» she said, her gaze steady before leaving the room.
«Yeah, yeah, get the fuck outta here, slut,» Jacob replied, kicking her in the ass.
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Alice started down the stairs, letting the tears she'd been holding back flow. Then, once she hit the ground floor, she paused after hearing Jacob's cruel laughter. After a moment of reflection, she opened the door and bolted out.
What a fuckin' pain in the ass, Jacob thought, squinting his eyes as he watched her run away through the window. What was she thinkin'? Marryin' me and takin' all my cash? he thought again as he sat back down on the bed.
Then he spun around, yanked off his shirt, and tossed it on the floor before heading to the shower. But just before he stepped into the bathroom, he checked himself out in the mirror on the wall, flexing his chiseled pecs and shredded abs.
«Holy shit, I look like a fuckin' Greek statue,» he said, flexing hard and bending his arm, watching that vein on his bicep pop out like it was about to burst.
Enzo, on the other hand, had gotten into running underground dog fights in abandoned warehouses. He still had his dark hair, but now he sported a thick beard and had packed on about forty pounds-he wasn't the slim kid he used to be. Right after hitting adulthood, he became obsessed with pit bulls and bought three pups, but not for the usual reasons. One night, in a shady arena, one of his pit bulls faced off against a bigger yet terrified Rottweiler. With a snarl, the pit bull lunged forward, aiming for the Rottweiler's throat.
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«TEAR HIM APART!» Enzo shouted, raising his arm. He was decked out in a beat-up black leather jacket, dark jeans, and heavy boots.
Blood splattered as the dogs fought, and the crowd placed bets. The Rottweiler grew increasingly exhausted while the pit bull kept coming. Then, out of nowhere, the pit bull landed the final blow, ending the Rottweiler's life with a brutal bite to the throat. As the fight ended, the crowd erupted in cheers, and the pit bull made its way over to Enzo.
«Good job, champ,» he said, petting the wagging dog. «You showed 'em who's boss,» he whispered, crouching down to stroke it.
Then he turned back to the crowd, raising a fist in the air, and the ovation grew louder. A smug smile crept across his face as he soaked in the applause. Enzo was the perfect embodiment of just how cruel a man can be.
Months later, as the sun set over Vicary City, Johnny walked down the busy streets, flanked by Jacob and Enzo. The Cobra boss, as always, was looking slick-sporting a burgundy suit, crisp white shirt, and shiny black shoes. Jacob and Enzo kept it casual in their t-shirts and jackets-Enzo in a dark leather jacket and Jacob in a grey denim one. Johnny's goal was clear: to teach them the power of intimidation.
«Boys, today you're gonna learn an important lesson,» Johnny began, glancing from the street to the younger guys.
«Whaddaya mean, Dad? Aren't we just going to bribe someone?» Jacob, walking to his left, asked, tilting his head.
«Kinda. Anyway, when used right, intimidation is a weapon,» Johnny replied, shrugging. «It's not just about fear; it's about showing people we'll do whatever it takes to get what we want,» he said, shooting them side glances.
Enzo and Jacob stared at each other for a sec, totally not getting what Johnny was saying.
«We don't need this, Johnny. We already know how to handle things,» Enzo at his right chimed in, rolling his shoulders back.
«No, Enzo,» Johnny shot him a commanding look. «I know you guys are capable, but you can be reckless sometimes,» he said as they approached the building. «Intimidation isn't just about violence. It's about getting inside people's heads and making them scared without even touching them,» Johnny explained as he continued walking.
«And how?» Jacob asked, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
«I'll show you how to do it right,» Johnny finished, glancing at Enzo and then at Jacob, who exchanged new confused looks.
Johnny led them to a little office in Lionwest. They rolled in through the main entrance, even though it was almost closing time, and headed straight for the elevator. Johnny hit the button for the first floor, and after a couple minutes, the doors opened up.
This place's a dump, Johnny thought making a half-grimace.
Once they stepped out of the elevator, Johnny took a left down the hallway, and after a short stroll, he stopped in front of a door on his left. He turned to Jacob and his best bud, giving them a nod like it was go time.
«Lemme do the talking,» he said, turning then his attention back to the door.
He knocked twice-hard and loud. No waiting around for someone to answer. Johnny just took it upon himself to open the door. Once they were inside, they spotted this chubby dude in a blue shirt with thinning hair who'd just gotten up from his chair and was walking around the desk.
«Who... who are you?» the guy stuttered, stopping in his tracks.
«Nice to meet ya, Mr. Craig,» Johnny said, shoving Enzo and Jacob inside as he closed the door. «Johnny Cobra,» he added, extending his hand.
The dude looked at Jacob and then Enzo, who were almost circling him, arms crossed and giving off some serious intimidation vibes. Then Craig glanced at Johnny's hand still hanging out there and weakly shook it. Johnny then brushed past him, making his way to the table.
«I'm here to talk about the 'Future City' contract,» he continued, turning back to him. «You know who I am, right?» he said, tilting his head forward and raising his eyebrows. «Am I right?» he repeated, cranking up the volume of his voice.
The man was shocked. He couldn't believe that the Cobra Clan knew his name. It was something unexpected, and it took a few seconds for him to regain control of the situation.
«Uh... y-yeah,» he managed to say as he slightly nodded and blinked.
Johnny was talking about this big-time urban development plan to turn Vicary City into a modern place. The project was all about building new pads, commercial spots, green spaces, and better transport to pull in investors. Snagging that contract was a major score for the Cobra Clan since it would boost their power even more and let them completely run the show in Vicary City's future.
«I know you've... got some... influence around here,» the man still stammered, heading to his seat and avoiding eye contact.
«You can fuckin' count on that, my friend,» Johnny replied in a stone-cold voice as he saw the dude sit down and did the same, slowly. Once seated, he cracked his neck.
«You will give us the edge on that contract,» Johnny said, nodding at his words as Jacob and Enzo sat too, locking eyes with Craig. «You're a smart guy, Craig,» he continued, crossing his arms. «Wanna give a better future to Simon and Peter, don't ya?» Johnny asked, straightening his jacket and raising his chin. «This is your chance, take it.» he whispered.
The dude's heart basically skipped a beat. How the hell did Johnny know his kids' names? He shifted his wide-eyed gaze back to the other two and noticed Enzo wasn't blinking, just staring him down. Like he wanted to rip him apart.
«What if... I don't wanna...?» he said, almost whispering but was immediately interrupted by Johnny.
«Craig, I ain't asking you,» Johnny shot back, hardening his gaze and leaning forward before snapping his fingers. «You wanna disappoint me?» he asked, tightening his lips a bit, which made the guy look down.
«No, of course not... I'll do what you... ask...» Craig replied, glancing at Johnny's jacket.
«Very well,» Johnny replied, standing up from his chair. He leaned in a bit and gave the dude a couple of playful taps on the cheek. «You made the right choice, pal. Now, be sure to tell Mayor Boyle exactly what I just laid out for you,» he added, before heading toward the door, while Enzo and Jacob exchanged amused glances.
«Oh, one last thing,» the Cobra boss said again after Jacob and Enzo followed him and opened the door to leave. «Always remember who the fuck you're dealing with,» he wrapped up before walking out.
As they stepped away from the building and headed to Johnny's Mclaren 600LT, Jacob and Enzo looked at Johnny in awe for what he just pulled off.
«How the hell did you do that?» Jacob asked, watching his dad strut out, head high, stomach in, and chest out.
«Yeah, he was totally frozen!» Enzo added, still shocked.
«These losers know my pedigree, guys,» Johnny said, glancing at Jacob on his left. Then he stretched his neck a bit towards Enzo, who was walking beside Jacob. «Always keep in mind that power's a lever, and when you know how to use it, you can get what you want,» he explained.
They didn't see it coming; they thought it was all just flexing muscles. But Johnny just showed them that the crime world took more than just brawn; it needed brains, charisma, and the ability to make people believe they had no choice but to bow down.