Bankruptcy:

Brooklyn.

Clusters of Villas stood elegantly with a majestic view on the outskirts of the city.

Inside one of such beautiful Villas stood a middle-aged man in a study room.

The room was filled with his strong overwhelming and domineering aura making his subordinates in the room to shiver with fear.

His facial appearance revealed that he was Italian. His face was characterized by a strong jawline, prominent cheekbones, and dark eyes which dilated within their sockets with rage in them.

His full lips and thick eyebrows framed his darkened face nicely. His waist long blond hair was packed into a ponytail behind his hand.

Bang!

He stared at his subordinates with a stern look on his face and said, "Where's my son?"

His men shivered with fright exchanging glances with each other.

The Italian man clenched his fist and hit the table furiously. "When I ask a question you answer me!"

He took out his gun and pulled the trigger sending a bullet into one of them. The size on a pinhole a
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