Enzo walked into the house, the evening light casting long shadows. The day had been long and tiring, and he was glad to be home. He had said he would be back home soon. But with the rings he had acquired, came unplanned visitors.
Men from other gangs requested to see him, some wanting to be allies to prevent future wars, some threatening him which of course he didn't let them go so easily. He did have to pin one down to his table and cut off his thumb.
A warning.
He then made the man sign over some of his territory, another warning to anyone who wanted to threaten him again. No one needed to acknowledge it, but he was indeed now the Mafia Lord. The people he had on his side, and the power he wielded were enough for him to go into full retirement if he ever wished to.
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