Viva La Vida: Breaking The Dragon's Head

Except from a APH Mafia AU that was never realised.

"How to break a man?"

This five words sentence have been swirling like dark ink inside an already tainted water. Ivan Braginsky shifted weight on the large, luxurious velvet lined armchair situated right beside the fireplace. The room is vast and dark, and the man is illuminated only by the heat source itself, yet the fire can never melt the cold and cruel thoughts running through this man's mind.

His brows draw in slightly at the frustration, it's been one month. Gloved fingers rubbed against each other, the only other indication that this man is angry. It's been one month and it's been too long.

"How to break a man?" he slowly mouthed the words. He have broken countless man, for the ones he can't are as dead as a doornail. He can't just do the same for this man he is facing, he can't just make sure he stopped breathing. He needs to break him.

Ivan Braginsky's irritation flicker in his eyes like the flames crackling with the woods.

Just then, a small decisive knock echoes from the wooden door. A timid and hesitant voice quite unlike the knock it made voiced "I-It's me Raivis."

"Come in."

A short man walked in carefully with undecided steps towards the side of Ivan's armchair and waited. Slight shivering masked as fidget in his limbs built up tension up Raivis's throat, and before he even realise it, he have already spoken out before the man in front of him.

"S-sir, I do think it's a very bad idea to keep Wang Yao in this state. W-What if his men are just waiting f-for.. a chance to destroy us, you know how vast his connections are... W-"

"How is he?" Ivan cut him off, interested in only what he wants to know.

"H-He.." Raivis stammered.

"What?"

"Still the same."

The muscle around Ivan's eyes twitched a little. He don't understand the kind of intense determination this man, Wang Yao possessed. Perhaps all the meetings he ever had with him meant nothing, for despite the polite speech and smiles this man called Wang Yao gives, Ivan is definitely wrong to assume that he is weak. A tiny smirk draws the side of his lips up in contrast to his unsmiling eyes, then again it would be wrong to assume that the Dragon head of the Triad would be where he was if he is not manipulative enough.

"You know Raivis, the greatest humiliation a man could ever suffer is being taken by another man willingly but reluctantly. And the greatest pleasure a man could ever have is taking another man crying and begging for everything to be stopped. Do you agree with me Raivis?" Ivan ask curiously, albeit in a tone that does not allow any disagreement.

"Y-Yes.. Sir. I agree with your statement. Bu-"

"Seems like I need to make a few more trips to take him I guess." Ivan Braginsky touched his tongue with the back of his fingers unwittingly, the few nights worth of pleasured memories filled his head again. The thrill of screams and moans, crying and begging, the smell of blood, tears, sweat and cum filling the room and their lungs with its vile scent.

It reminded Ivan of his childhood, except this time round, he enjoys it.

"Sir!" Raivis blurted out, tearing Ivan away from his thoughts. Ivan shot his eyes back to the frightened man, one that does not take too kindly to Raivis's rudeness.

"What?" he asked sternly.

"He..He.. I.. I mean Wang Yao is still bleeding pretty badly from t-the.. the last session he had with you. The doctor advise that he might die if..if .. Cause he is broken enough. So.." Raivis trailed off lightly, hoping that Ivan will get it without him being too detailed.

"Broken?" Ivan asked. "He's broken."

"Y-Yes.." Raivis replied with almost a whisper. That tone does not sound good.

But much to Raivis's surprise, Ivan merely waved him out. Raivis does not want to stay in the same room any longer and hastily rushed out of the room. The room is back to its original state as earlier, the sound of fire burning and deep breathing coming from Ivan's nostril.

The dark ink clouding his thoughts seem to disappear all of a sudden, he is enlightened as to why he cannot break the man Wang Yao. A light snicker let loose from between his chapped lips, and very soon this erupted into a loud laughter echoing through the room. Oh, how dumb you were Ivan Braginsky, he thought over and over again at this seemingly funny matter.

He took a deep breath with good humour and said to himself "Of course you can't break a broken man. You can only mend it. And I will mend every single piece of Yao's broken parts with every single part of me. I wonder how he would react."

Ivan's eyes darkened with the thirst of gratification.