Disguise Mafia King

LO'S

the cabman and paid h

address that was sent to my ph

when I saw that it was th

out five minutes under the hot sun be

The gateman sized

for the job as a business consultan

m up and down over me in skepticism b

and he began walking to t

at the mansion that I

he murderer of my

the center of the wall. The walls were decorated with beautiful, rare flowers, a

angry voice dragged me back to reality. "I know you haven't seen something as beautiful a

u", I bowed as I picked up t

ree of these luxurious houses

utiful living room, through the gold-plate

're here", he said as he walked into

e finally came out and gestured to

d walked inside,

s engrossed in a call, his chair tu

s. It's so unfortunate tha

oing too much. It was only a matter of time before he would die, but he didn't listen... We just have to wait an

act as calm as possible, even though he was laug

he whole of Italy. You know I've been eyeing that spot for years now... Oh, I forgot... Someon

ore killing her. The scar that ran through his face was st

nd plastering a fake smile on my face. "How are you doing? I'm

plied for the job?", He stared down at

s,

lmost running the whole thing because she has no idea how to manage. Besides, she's chasing a wild goose dream about being an actress, and over my dead body will she waste the effor

hing that she needs, but most espec

a sudden sound of th

ady stagger into the offic

d me?" she

in anger. "Where the hell have you been? Can you se

me to answer first?"

f down when he realized that he

tting you back to the business

times am I going to tell you, old man, that I don't want a fucking white colla

o me before I put you in your plac

to run and manage a business when I'm gone. This is going to be your business cons

d afternoon, Elizabetta. I promise I'll make you e

me, but the only thing that came ou

u're doing to yourself!!"

me with her vomit b

They'll direct you... Just go. I can't stand