Armin had finally done it. After being told his whole career he wouldn’t be good enough to rule, he did it. He had taken over your father’s role as mafia boss. Armin was now settling in telling your father all he was taking, Including you.

“Come on out, Sweetheart!”

He called out to you and there you came. You walked into the conference room wearing your tight black dress. You ignored your father and sat on Armin’s lap. He grinned smugly at your father as he’s watches in rage