My Mafia Saviour
I placed my ear up against the cold surface to listen.
I immediately recognized the first, it was deep and teased with a bit of lustful masculinity, it belonged to Luciano. “Let's make this quick, I've got a big day tomorrow. Jeff, has Damon returned?”
Through the slight opening of the door, I was able to squint one eye and peer inside. Ten men, just like the red haired man and also had the same tattoos were gathered inside, seated on a black leather chair around an oval table. I could hardly see Luciano, but he was seated on a chair that was slightly bigger than others, resembling a throne, on the side of him stood the red haired man.
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