NOVARIA'S POV
I sat frozen in my chair, still trying to process what had just happened.
Moments ago, I had assumed this was nothing more than a business negotiation. A discussion that might arrive to an agreement.
Instead, I had just witnessed four men casually threaten another mafia leader into accepting a partnership.
And somehow...It worked.
Across the table, Caruso's jaw tightened.
The room fell silent.
For a brief second, I thought things were about to go terribly wrong. Then, unexpectedly, he laughed. A deep, amused laugh.
"Alright," he said, lifting his hands in surrender. "You got me,"
His eyes moved between the brothers.
"I see you're still the same as ever, Muskegons,"
Sylvester leaned back in his chair. His expression remained calm.
"Funny," he replied. "I was about
