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The Highness, Klaus Samoan, was known as the Godfather. He was the founder of the US Mafia , especially the groups operating in Washington State , the DC and Philadelphia.

He headed all the gangs and mafia groups all over the USA including the sub bosses of smaller criminal organizations.

However, there was a feud between him and the former Lord of the City Council which made all members of the group to be distant from him . Draco inherited the issue and even after Klaus announced him as the Mafia Lord, they never made peace. But even at that, Klaus monitored the activities going on in the groups, including the ongoing saga between the Headers and the City Council.

If there was anyone who would solicit for his help this time, it would be Draco and surely, he did call.

"You knew I would call? All calls are being taken by your secretary, if I can remember". Draco replied, a surprised look on his face.

It seemed as though someone had already told the Godfather that he, Draco, would call him.

"And if I can remember my rules, Draco, I pick every personal call from the Mafia Bosses . They are like my underbosses and you're surely one of them" Klaus paused and continued ;

"But of course, you wouldn't know since the last time I heard from the City Council was two years ago and it wasn't you. Reginald was the one who called " he recalled, his voice sounding dead at the other end.

Still, Draco wasn't impressed with his lines. He felt someone had let the Godfather know about his incoming call. It was only Reginald that knew of it and he was the one who suggested it as a matter of fact.

He surely won't be the one to snitch on him!

Going straight to the point, he decided to put the matter forth.

"Well, there's an issue going on here, between the Headers and my people...."

"I know. And even the recent threat, I know of em too " Klaus interrupted him.

"Then, who let you know? Or you've been spying on us?" Draco roared. Klaus's statement got to his nerves and as impatient as he was, Klaus seemed to be keeping him in suspense.

He just didn't like that act!

Klaus hesitated and with a hoarse voice, he responded;

"I'm the Godfather, Draco. I am your boss, your king in this job, the head of all Mafia in this damn country and I don't answer to you ! "

He paused again and continued;

"If you're just reporting and asking questions , well , I'm aware of everything and I don't answer to you like I said . But if there is anything else you want concerning this matter, then be out with it. The impending war is very close and trust me, you would be on the receiving end if you aren't careful."

"Your heir too. And trust me when I say, you can be so powerful and still beg for mercy later " he added, matter-of-factly.

The thought of Ray being harmed or fought against, when he isn't the Boss yet , pinched him on his balls. With that, Draco knew he had to let go of his ego and ask for Klaus's help, advice or even support. He'd been in the business before him and even rose to the rank of the Godfather while still in his forties and since then, no one had taken that position from him.

"Right. I need your help. First of all, I know they'll come for my son and the issue is that Ray isn't prepared to be the Mafia heir. I've tried different harsh conditions on him, but he seems not to bother. I knew this for a long time and I thank God I got him betrothed when he was just 11 " Draco cleared his throat, and made sure his phone speaker wasn't on.

Then, he added;

"Me and Juan have been on an issue over this billionaire Mexican client that came for drugs and weapon sales, you know, our job. Swiftly, I got him on my side because I and other members of the City Council would put in our best for him and gain much, unlike the Headers. Just yesterday, Barrett, from the Headers, almost burnt me alive with one of my men...."

However, Klaus interrupted again, while feigning impatience ;

"I'm aware of yesterday's event, Draco , and every other thing you've said here. My point is, what do you want from me now?"

Draco thought for a while, before putting forth.

"I need you to be on my side, Godfather " this was the first time he called him by that title.

"Before this week runs out, one of the Headers must go down. This last encounter with Barrett is the most daring attack and I would retaliate by spilling blood. Let the clash begin. I've quickened the marriage between my son and his betrothal, whether he likes it or not. I know Juan would call or even come to Philadelphia at some point, but I need you to support me in any crook, Swift and cunny manner. "

He breathed out after saying these things like he was reading out a speech.

Klaus laughed, a laughter that didn't exceed five seconds duration of time.

He moved his lips closer to his phone and lowered his voice.

"You're quite smart, Draco. However, I don't side with any particular group over another. That's the thing here, but I'm gonna back you up in a way that won't be noticed. The retaliation you plan to do is your own game. My own support now is solely on your group and your son " he concluded with a finality tone.

There was no need to ask how he would do that at all, he is Klaus, the Godfather. He had his ways.

"Alright , my boss . I'll be meeting with my people by tomorrow then "

"Good. A quick suggestion, try as much as possible to harden your heart and give the most breaking threat to your heir, so he can succumb. Send pictures of his betrothal to me. This meeting and call should remain between you and I for now. " And with that, the call ended.

He would have let Ray know of it too, but he was more of a novice in the administration in the Mafia game. Not that he didn't know the deals and activities, he just wouldn't want to succeed Draco and that is bad news.

Immediately after the call, Draco heard a sound like a top toeing kind of sound along the corridor of his bedroom. He had asked the other guy to leave and now, someone might just be eavesdropping.

He quickly opened his door and he immediately sighted Jeremy.