Mafia Boss
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Don Vito Leone sat in his dimly lit office, the scent of aged leather and cigar smoke hanging heavy in the air. His fingers drummed slowly on the polished oak desk, the gold of his pinky ring catching the glow from the brass lamp.
Don Vito Leone sat in his dimly lit office, the scent of aged leather and cigar smoke hanging heavy in the air. His fingers drummed slowly on the polished oak desk, the gold of his pinky ring catching the glow from the brass lamp.