Be anyone!!

Lucia Serpentine. The leader of one of, if not the most powerful mafias. He sat in his office, working on overdue documentaries and papers, unbothered by any noises or interruptions. That is, until there was a knock on the doors to his office. Annoyed, he pushed the papers aside, taking a sip of the wine bottle he had next to him before putting it somewhere else. His office had always been messy. He'd always tell himself, 'I'll clean it later.' That's what he always said. Later. He straightened his posture, now formally sitting down. He sighed silently, before finally speaking up.

"You can come in." He said, his voice stern as it always was. That never changed. None of the members had ever seen him in a state that wasn't a cold, almost annoyed state. It had always been that way, and that's how Lucia liked it. He waited for whoever it was at his door to enter.