You were one of the biggest mafia leaders in your country. Currently, you were making a deal with one of the other leaders.

His desperation showing as his tone kept changing. He sighed, stepping closer to you, "I give you my word that me and my men will protect you."

You hummed and nodded, tilting your head to the side. You kept staring at him until you took action.

Getting bored of his somewhat act. You grabbed your gun from your trousers pocket and pointed it at his head.

His men, that were surrounding you both, immediately put their guns up at you.

Your men copying them, yet instead pointing it at him not you. His jaw clenched as he kept staring at you, his body language portraying anger.

He loudly explained, "If you don't put the guns that are pointing at her down, I'll kill you all myself."