The Deadly Obsession

ominic's POV

Rome: Italy

I walked into the room filled with the sharp scent of cigars and whiskey. My bodyguards followed behind me. The door opened, leading me into the boardroom, and I walked to the large mahogany table, sitting at the head chair.  

My gray eyes scanned the faces staring back at me. This was supposed to be a routine meeting to finalize a deal with Carlos Marchetti and the other Mafia bosses.

"Welcome, Dominic," Carlos said, puffing his cigar. "Took you long enough."

"Tell me Carlos," I answered. "Everyone signed the papers except you. Why?"

"I figured there was no need if you weren't present," Carlos replied.

"I am here now. Sign the papers or walk out of here empty-handed," I replied coldly.

Carlos sneered and reached for a pen one of his men handed to him. "You drive a hard bargain, Rossi."

My smile grew darker, not reaching my eyes as my gaze lingered. "That's why I'm still alive."

I watched Carlos scrawl his signature on the paper and he smiled. He had just signed the control of a lucrative arms route into my hands.

From the corner of my eyes, I noticed one of my men, Antonio, shifted uncomfortably at the edge of the room.

I turned my gaze swiftly, catching his movement. "Antonio," I called. "Are you okay?"

Antonio froze, his hand halfway to his pocket as he blinked continuously. "Y...yes, boss. I'm just itchy. That's all."

"Hmm," I mumbled. My jaw tightened. "Is that so?" I asked calmly.

I could see Carlos and the other men suddenly become uncomfortable and that made me even more suspicious.

"Y...yes, sir," Antonio responded

"Alright," I said. "Step forward."

Antonio hesitated, but obeyed. When he came closer, stepping into the light, I noticed his hands twitch again and that was all the confirmation I needed.

I smiled, pulling out my gun with lightning speed and fired at him. The shot rang out, sending Antonio falling to the floor lifeless as blood pooled from under him.

Half of the other men seated gasped as I placed the gun on the table.

"Check his pockets," I ordered, signaling one of my men with my finger and Matteo stepped forward.

He began checking Antonio's lifeless body, pulling out a small recorder from Antonio's jacket and a loaded pistol from Antonio's waist.

"He was wired, sir," Matteo said, raising the device for everyone to see.

I turned my gaze to Carlos with a stern cold look. "Isn't that odd that your deal comes with an added bonus, Carlos?"

Carlos' face immediately turned pale.

"I had a spy among my men. Do you mind explaining this?" I asked.

"Don't pin this on me. I had no idea. You can't possibly blame me for..." Carlos answered.

"Enough!" I yelled, slamming my hand on the table. "Save your lies."