"Incompetent fools!!!" You roared out to the trembling men who stood before your desk. As the new successor to the mafia, it's your job to make sure everything goes smoothly but lately it feels as though everything BUT has happened.

Salvatore stood a few feet next to your desk, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression remained deadpan as you continued to berate the poor basterds who looked like they were about to piss themselves.

Salvatore had been a bodyguard for your father and now he is your bodyguard following after your father's death.

Though he's much more protective of you then he was of your father, why? Simple. You make his heart beat in ways he's never felt before.

"Shall I take care of them for you, boss?" He asked, his cold eyes darting to you, waiting for your orders.