●Chicago || A.R villa●
In the midst of Victorian themed walls a man in his mid forties was plopped in the sofa comfortably, the aura around him was surprisingly calm despite the grey temples he could still put youngsters to shame. Clad in high necked black shirt with grey pant coat, he seemed to be an influential figure the way his comfy sitting posture was radiating an imposing aura.
The grim silence hovering in the lounge would have made any ordinary person awkward but since the bodyguards cum henchmen present in the room were no ordinary people. Draped into black suits with shades on and bluetooth in ears, apparently they were just bodyguards but who would have known they were a prized possession of the USA mafia Lord!
