Mafia's obsession

all he had heard of this mysterious man called Leo. It was rumored that he was an extremely handsome man with surprisingly

he demon's lair and it gave him the chills. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, mr Leo, I'm glad you finally agreed to meet me. I've yearned for this

again, his face turning a bit red. He had not expected mr Leo to be this crude and straightforward. However,

r money will naturally be delivered to you once I get the girl. But I'll have to warn you, Mr Martin, if you play tricks or games of any kind with me,..." mr Leo paused for a bit to let the gravity

n danger! 'That evil man!' Martin cussed internally, seemingly remembering something. A few days ago,

sounded very cheerful. "It's been a while since my foot." Martin scoffed internally. "Quit it with all this bullshit, Angelo. We both know you wouldn't call if you

ave some things I'd like to discuss with you." Angelo didn't let Martin's cold reply get to him,

nt and yet so evil at the same time? "What's it about?" Martin asked. "You'll know when you get here now, won't you?" "Are you getti

's different this time. Just come over, you won't regret it. I promise." "Fine, I'll be there in an hour." Martin sighed, "Nice, now you're

the call. On the other side, Angelo put down his cell phone. Picking up his office telephone, he called for his

working for Mr Angelo. Immediately she got off the phone

ht of the many different things he could do to her but being late would be a real proble

She stood behind him, nervously waiting for his instructions. He was gazing out

ached her and bent to talk into her ears. "Mr Martin will be arriving soon, make sure to bring him t

an leave." "Y-yes sir..." Bianca stuttered as she hurriedly left the room. Closing the door behind her she panted heavily, she hated when he did that, l

l, he didn't even bother engaging in small talk as he walked to the room. Openi

l my workers swooning." Without looking back, Angelo could guess who entered his office. He slowly turned around, a

ind a dealer, well I got you one." Angelo shrugged. Martin raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. "What's your cut?" "Why so tense, stop treating me like a stranger. I've been a good boy, haven't I? Let's have a drink." Angelo pouted, looking silly. "No thanks, I'll pass. With you finding the dealer, my schedule will be packed up. Between contacting the dealer and finding whatever bizarre thing it is you request from me this time, my time is far too precious to be spent on drinking." "Well, if you say so? Anyways, this guy is the very best and I'm sure he'll meet your