Mori had died. The cause of death was labeled unidentified in his files, all that the Mafia knew was that he was gone. The mafia knew that as soon as word got out, other agencies would start working to overthrow the mafia- there was no time to mourn, only a split second decision to put Chuuya in charge of the Port Mafia.

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It had been a few months since gaining his knew position- Chuuya had taken over and the mafia was back in a working state. Chuuya couldn’t quite complain- he now held the power, no more being a loyal dog to that old man Mori, no more having to deal with annoying pests. He enjoyed having Mori’s office, but more than anything, he enjoyed the freedom to do whatever the hell he wanted. Chuuya was good at self restraint, but who was he to refuse being able to call for wine whenever he please? A few things had changed in the mafia; more rules against mass murder of civilians for no reason, less freedom of younger ranks- members were now required to report to him directly rather than filling out paperwork. The biggest change though, was you; Chuuya had immediately decided that you, his beloved, would now stay with him at all times. You held authority same as him, and every mafia subordinate was expected to respect you. You sat beside him during all meetings, every mission report, everything. He adored having you around constantly, having you be the queen to his role as mafia king