(Hunt for the traitor)
Giovanni martino
I watched her as she walked away with her head bent low as usual, she was as gentle as a dove. No one would believe she was the one who woke the entire mansion up last night.
I smirked, fighting back the urge to chuckle. She was really a weird lady indeed. I frowned immediately, wondering why my thoughts kept going back to her. She keeps popping into my mind. I have to fuck her out of my system as soon as possible. I cant and I won't let anyone get into my head, I have to make sure there are no loose ends anywhere, just a mistake would ruin everything entirely for me.
I have more better things to do, I have to find the traitor in my territory, who ever it is that was responsible for this would suffer a great deal before I kill them, their deaths won't be an easy one. I have enemies, everyone in the mafia world has enemies, but who the fuck planted a spy in my territory to watch my moves.
