Boduin was like the old Earth of many years before. Decaying, yet had few signs of prosperity. Unlike Earth, it did have water, but not as good as the elites' or as dirty as the government's given. Days in Boduin were bright, glamourous and jovial, but nights were completely the opposite, painfully cold, with stormy snow and treacherous darkness.
It was the red-light area. Not all came here, especially people who had a high sense of dignity. Half-naked girls and young boys standing outside of their chamber were seeking customers. The majority of houses were coloured red and fluorescent pink, and decorated with obscene paintings. Some are ready to do business even on the open road, of course, customers' demands. Everyone was drunk and taking pleasure, fulfilling their lustful desires.
Svitiou was shocked when Raevour called him, not because it was night, but because his elder brother disturbed him. He was just at the climax before Raevour called him. The ginger-haired lady needed to stop pleasuring Svitiou. Her green eyes were like peacock feathers, long eyelashes. The perfectly shaped face was perfect with her slender body. She was like a human version of the peacock. Her beauty would be enough to be an elite but now she was the queen of Pleasure Town in Mosifal-SE-68, 68th district of the South-East state of Mosifal region. Zuli, the most expensive prostitute in Boduin.
"I thought you were on night duty, but… tsk… look at you!" Raevour was disappointed with his brother. The virtual model of him created from Svitiou's watch enabled Raevour to see his brother's works. "It is shameful for me that you are my brother."
"Then why did you call me at night? As if you don't know it is night in Mosifal now. I am an adult, independent man… I can do what I WANT!" Svitiou yelled. Everyone there looked at him. A woman who was his age and came here for pleasure just like him, laughed. She was sitting on a berth just opposite his, with a young boy and another woman. Then he said jokingly, "And besides, people here usually consume alcohol and come to prostitute to keep warm themselves from the bitter cold."
"Anyways. I was discussing an important thing with the president—"
"Ohh, Ohh, You finally get the attention of the president? Congratulations," Svitiou mocked his brother.
"Just shut up, you bastard!" Raevour's voice was erupted.
"Hey, don't call me bastard. You're disrespecting our father or mother," Raevour might be ambitious and smart, but Svitiou was cunning. If Raevour had any idea, Svitiou knew how to execute that idea. That's why he was always two steps ahead of his elder brother. Unlike Raevour, Svitiou didn't care about dignity, cause he knew you can't protect it every time.
"Just listen carefully, it is important. You'll have some guests in this week."
"Who are they? Huijins? Or the President's family? What was their family name… umm… Ahura, right?"
"No Huijins or Ahuras. Bharatas will be your guests." Raevour answered straightly. This answer made Svitiou speechless. A family which is the rival of many, will come to Boduin as guests?
"Bharatas? Why the hell are they coming here?"
"They will not go because they want to, but they will because the President will insist them to go," Raevour said. After that, he revealed their plan against the Bharatas. Svitiou understood that once again he needed to execute his brother's idea by hook or crook. "Hope, you have understood you need to prepare things. I'll inform you about this thing later."
Raevour didn't bid Svitiou goodbye or express any good wishes, just called him—informed him—and hung up the call. Svitiou knew it was a normal act from his brother. He instantly looked at Zuli. He rolled his tongue over his upper lip as if seeing something delicious.
"Ohh, Zuli, come here. Let's finish the thing," Svitiou said with a seducing tone. He grinned. His eyes yelling for Zuli, seeking nothing but pleasure. He was going to kiss her until the woman from his opposite berth started to laugh.
"He is really a pain to your ass." She smirked.
"After all, he's older than me. It's the tradition that the younger brother is a slave to the elder one. He is the thinker, I'm the doer." He kissed Zuli. They started to tangle their tongue with each other's. Then he stopped and said, "And Mekley, you are a single child. You won't understand the love-hate relationship of siblings."
Mekley rolled her eyes, then focused on filling her desire. She grabbed both boy and girl by their waist and pulled them towards her.