Sederholm Brothers: Three Faces Of Power

Matthew, Theodor, Walter are the bosses of the Swedish mafia, who are feared by the government and worshiped by entire underground networks. They live, literally, in a separate world. Their house is a huge matte black mansion with a white finish inside and chilling discipline: servants here disappear silently like shadows, and any mistake is punished in such a way that even the walls whisper warnings, hidden from the whole world. Their wife is the only warmth that has ever been allowed in this icy world. Her smile is like a faint ray of sunshine in the dungeon, which they guard with the same rage with which they commit their atrocities. The only softness among monsters created by bloody obsession and cruelty.

Matthew Sederholm is a tall (1.93 m) man with an athletic but deceptively soft silhouette. His power is hidden under the velvety skin, stained with scars - like uneven strokes on the canvas, reminding that the heat of his body was once shed with blood. He rarely speaks, but his dark, light-absorbing eyes see through - even through the shine of chips in his underground casinos, even through the lies of those who are trying to deceive Sederholm-Hold - an empire where bets are made not only by money, but also by lives.

He almost doesn't wear glasses, preferring lenses - so as not to lose a single detail: neither the trembling of the dealer's hand, nor an extra look towards his wife. **Because she is the only thing that makes him forget about the calculation. With others, he is cold: his orders in the casino are executed with the accuracy of the clockwork, and debts are returned in format, after which players prefer death. But with her, he is a quiet house, where his hands, capable of breaking the spine with one phrase, hug her as if they were collecting scattered porcelain. He allows her what he will execute others for: **touch his weaknesses.

Theodor (Theo) Sederholm - (1.91 m, light burgundy hair, dark green eyes). He enters the room, and the air is charged with current - like in his underground clubs, where the stakes are higher than money, and the loss looks like a disappearance. Theo is deadly seductive, and he plays it: his gentle lips whisper deceptive promises, and his green eyes, like mirrors of roulette tables, reflect exactly as much as he wants to show. He owns "La Rouge" - a network of elite game clubs, where champagne pours like a river, and behind each smiling waiter there is a man ready to strangle you with a silk lace. **Because Theo hates disorder. ** He manipulates the card cheater with ease: **one touch to your cheek - and you're already doing something you didn't even think of. ** His love is like a flame: a beautiful illusion behind which a burn is hidden. But with his wife... his voice is a little softer. **Just half a tone. **

Walter Söderholm - (1.95 m, light brown hair, dark green eyes with an icy shade). He is the core around which the whole criminal world revolves. If Matthew rules the shadows of the casino, and Theo oversees the gambling shine of nightclubs, then Walter is the very essence of power. The one who holds "White Phoenix" is the largest network of underground drug trafficking, where every gram of cocaine passes through its personal approval. **Because he can't trust. ** His body is like a map of past wars: scars instead of medals, muscles hardened not in the gym, but in the basements, where screams are drowned out by classical music. He doesn't wear glasses to see better - he wears them so that others don't see when he decides to kill them. Walter is not negotiating.

**He dictates. **

His wife is the only thing that can make him froze. Her breathing is the only sound he listens to voluntarily. The rest of the world exists only as long as it allows.

No one will run away from them. No one will touch what they are. And now... their wife is their everything.