f*****g hell.
The room was so full of tension, each one of them on edge with their eyes scanning the area carefully. They all had their guard up with the bodyguard’s hands resting on their pistols.
What? Did they think I would bring them and kill them all in my own home among my people? They really think I am that reckless? For f**k’s sake, they should have more faith in me.
They all were on the edge of their seats, with some of them set their glares on me. I was keeping them waiting, I knew that. I know I am annoying the s**t out of them by just sitting there for half an hour without uttering a single word. I can see the fire brewing in their eyes, wanting to crave a damn hole in my forehead. Sadly, they can’t. Because they f*****g know the consequences of betraying the mafia family. A
