Owned By The Mafia Lord
Neroxpressyou have forgotten the face of your fatherthe shop around the cornerbut he's my grumpy neighbortrouble with father
His eyes searched mine the way all men of power did, testing, looking for weakness.
“Sit.” He gestured to the chair near him.
I sat. Sofia slipped into the seat at my side. She smiled at them, warm, polite, like she was born to these tables.
I opened the folder. “We’ll keep this simple.” My voice was steady, clear. “The Delphini expansion requires scale. Our proposal gives you that. No wasted cost, no inflated promises. Straight numbers.”
I spoke slowly, never rushing, laying the base with precision. Charts, margins, growth lines. Nothing soft, nothing extra. Every word cut clean.
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