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he replied, as I watched him stroll out of the office, the arrogance and confidence on that dude though. Damian's POV Monday mornings are usually very crazy for me, that is when most people I kept in charge of my various establishments turn in their past week's report. I often go through them to see any irregularities. Fish out some of the elements that may want to fraud the system and also plan on how to execute new projects with the various head of units. I was still very much buried in my work when my secretary called to say Cassandra was around. Cassandra is my fiancee and we plan on getting married soon. She is in her early twenties.

— "I know." Bianchi smiled, but it was not a warm smile. It was the smile of a predator enjoying watching its prey hesitate. — "No. You don’t, Dino." He leaned slightly forward, letting his presence fill the room. — "Cassini has eyes everywhere. He is the bridge between Rome and the police. Between politicians and judges. Between those who crave control and those who have the power to enforce it." He lit a cigar with the composure of a man who has never been rushed in his life.

It was the first time I saw the tattoo that covered his entire back. I’d never seen it before. It was a highly detailed skull that was realistic and somewhat menacing, with deep, dark eye sockets and a wide, toothy grin. The shading and depth gave it a three-dimensional effect, making it appear almost lifelike. The design extended from his lower back up to his shoulders, creating a striking and impactful visual. It was certainly a work of art and my favorite tattoo of his. My second favorite were the words written on his fingers. They spelt out ‘il migliore’ which was Italian for his nickname ‘The Beast’, a title he wore with pride.

“Name - David Abate Age -32 Nationality - America Member - DiFronzo family Charges- has murder charges, selling illegal weapons,drugs, and many other illegal activities Work-Professional killer.Works as a security of few of the DiFronzo’s strip clubs and bars ”. The information came immediately in my vision beside the man after the recognition was done that only the person who is wearing the lens can see. “Hmm”. I ordered a drink .

Carlos asked shakily but he didn't wait for Mattia to reply before he continues " Maximo Santino is a wanted criminal in every countries. You can't include him in this ... " " And who else is more competent? " Mattia yell suddenly, jolting the two other men. He sighed roughly as he pulled off his glasses before he continues smoothly as if he never yelled out. " Konstantin Dmitri is a Russian Mafia Boss, what is wrong in it if I call in the sadistic Italian Mafia Boss into this? Do you both have any other options? " Minutes passes slowly without Mattia getting any response. He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table.

He sat down beside him and watched the news, too. “Justice for you, Ashton. This morning, the CBI captured Antonio Lombardi, who works for Salvatore Gambino. He took over as Don’s righthand man after Romano Ferrari died in a police encounter. They had been hunting for his Maserati for a long time.” Ashton’s jaws dropped with horror, the food lying in front of him forgotten. He watched the news following the secret operation that had been launched to nab the criminal. The report showed the number of crimes he had committed, all leading to his boss, the Don, Salvatore Gambino.

I take a deep breath and nod. Sebastian Ferreira, better known as Dio, is the biggest mafia boss in Rome. He's in charge of most of Europe and he has some strong ties with the Mexican mafia as well. Everything that's happening in the city right now has something to do with him. And his presence in Rome means it's going to get even more dangerous out here.

Rome mumbled as a smile surfaced on his lips. Then he stared back at the first page and said, “That sly bastard. He's double-crossing his own father.” “That's not all,” Brook stated as he watched Rome skip to the second page. “He's an equity shareholder making him a part of the owners of DBA INC. But his identity is low-key in the company, and only other equity shareholders know this.” Blaze said when Rome gazed at him. “It took a lot of hacking and invasion of Elijah's privacy to get this information.” Scar mumbled

The newcomer closed the door and approached his boss, who was still standing in front of the large window of the tall office, now next to him, with his hands folded at his back. "What've you got?" Settling back, now looking through the window in unison with his boss, the cab driver replied: "The Bastidas husband and wife had to get married to claim a probate inheritance." Daniel wrinkled his eyebrows and cocked his head, just a slight movement, as if he wanted to look at him questioningly without doing it. The cab driver nodded in agreement with him, the information was surprising, so he continued: "Miss Carla, officially her name is Carla Davison, not Davis, since she is the daughter of an