Alessandro's POV.
"Boss, we've shipped a large quantity of the drugs to five different countries," One of my men reported.
"How much profit has been made?" I asked, taking a slow sip of the liquor in my hand.
"A significant amount has already been sold..." another one replied, a small smile tugging on his lips.
"I hope none of it was sold to minors," I said, narrowing my eyes at the four of them before me.
"Of course, sir." One of them quickly replied.
"It took you a second to respond," I spat, my voice sharp with anger. "None of my drugs should ever find their way to teenagers. If I catch or hear that any of you are selling to kids, you'll f*****g regret it."
They shifted uncomfortably, their heads lowering at my gaze.
"And another thing," I continued, my tone cold and menacing.
