Children of the devil fall for broken things.
It was no secret that the siblings liked beautiful things , beautiful things that are easily broken and forgotten by time. They ruin them, turn them into shells of their former selves, begging for death to take them. Everyone would move out of their way, making sure their heads hung low, not willing to face the breathing siblings as one mistake could cost more than ones life.
The devil's children are what they were called by those working in their family's businesses if his soul itself had formed two forms after breaking off from him while he fell from heaven. They were sin if it had a form so tempting that no one could resist the temptation. Men and women alike have fallen and continued to fall. Their end coming softly in a silent, passionate kiss of death that crave so much. Whatever the siblings wanted, they got. However, this man that they watched silently from the top balcony, soaking in every detail, every movement, studying every muscle in his handsome face.
Courtney watched her brother, who insisted that they move to the balcony she looked at him with cloudy eyes deep in thought, wondering why he said that. The expression he wore was a blank one, making it harder for her to understand what was going through his mind. He has never acted up like this before, never once let his cold appearance slip, only when he was hunting, planning to take his next victim then his mask would slip, while he put on this act but this time it was different, she could sense it with both him and Alex as well as herself as if this man had already had them wrapped around his finger. She looked back at the man. He was right in their line of sight, standing like a stone, unmoving. But his eyes glowed like two blue flames dancing along in the dark room, only losing the glow once the bright lights flash across his face, highlighting faint scars that decorate his fair skin.
Courtney's eyes danced slowly back to her brother, whose gaze was fixed on the man. Right then, she knew that he wanted him. Anger filled her eyes, making them glow deep shades of red, but that anger disappeared quickly, replaced by determination. She wanted Ruth for herself, wanted to make him so insane that he only wanted her, craved her. She spoke then in a sing-song voice, which was annoyingly high-pitched. "Let's see who can get him first brother, pretty sure I will have him on his knees begging in no time" , without breaking his gaze from the man he replied to a low husky voice filled with confidence and a hint of pride laced in it "OH no sister." He purred." He will be mine, my little plaything, oh how I will savor his screams." He grinned, taking another sip of his whiskey finally bringing his amber gaze to his sister's red ones, both blazing reds and cool hues of ambers stared towards the warm forest greens and spacks of blues. Alex cleared his thoart and said in a small voice, "Wait, me too." The siblings just looked at him, waiting for an answer.
"Fine, fine , I will also place a bet alright. I will also try this, but bro, really, like men are really not my thing, yea, not into them." Alex shuttered in between the words, but those gazes knew better. "If any of us get him, we will win a prize plus some fun too. Come on, Alex, don't be such a party pooper. The winner gets to ask the lover for anything, plus you get a free toy." Courtney said, giggling at the end. "Fine." Alex muttered under his breath. The group of three turned their attention back to their target, who was now on the move. The devil's children now set their sights on something, and they wanted it. The temptation was great, but each knew patience would get them what they wanted.