Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money
I just revamped my office and the new sleek, modern decor reflected my precision: polished marble floors, minimalist artwork, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline.
Damian and I exchanged nods and he dropped my briefcase on my table.
My project manager, Alex, soon walked in, and we got to work immediately.
"Morning briefing?" I inquired.
"Ready, sir," he replied, opening his tablet.
As I scrolled through Alex's briefing, pride swelled within me. My business was thriving, and despite my being a Mafia, I still had other things to fall back on. I was making mind-blowing profits, ensuring a secure legacy for Luis and Joey.
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