His anger

Noel pov's

I sat at a corner in the clubhouse with two young men, watching the strippers who show off their body parts waiting for someone to take them in for the night.

Puffing out smoke from my cigarettes, i finally asked, "I'm I in anyway stronger to go against my brother?"

"oh Noel, stop belittling yourself, you're more capable that you think, don't be a weakling overnight," Xander said.

"Scared like a chicken already huh?" khalifa hushed, he's more jovial among them but deadly when it's comes to plan strategies that's why his dad left him in charge of the business.

"Khalifa, don't get me wrong here, how am I supposed to fight my brother when I don't even know his identity," I said.

"isn't this lame?" Xander asked, moving his gaze at khalifa.

"Do I know?" khalifa retorted.

"Guys, I'm dead serious here, so please stop your unfathomable attitude its not helping in anyway," I said.

"Bro, you guys are twins right? its wouldn't be hard to identify your brother, they might be some bound