Two men moved closer to the receptionist as she rolled on the floor with tears in her eyes.Another woman who was the one that spoke to Enzo moved closer to Grey, with a stern face. "Have you seen what you've caused!" She pointed an accusing finger at him, with disappointment written all over her face. "Bow to the lord and apologize for looking down on him."The receptionist nodded quickly, as tears slipped out of her eyes. "Bow to him! It was all your fault anyways. I must not lose my job!" She muttered.Grey couldn't believe his eyes, and couldn't believe his ears either. He didn't believe that he came to Italy to go through insults again when he was trying to keep it as low as possible.It wasn't their fault anyways. If only he remembered to collect Maximo's number, then he wouldn't have to go through the embarrassment.But it doesn't matter what they do, Grey was determined to be unbending."Did you hear me!" The woman's voice rang through his thoughts and brought him out of them
"You heard me!" Enzo yelled again. He was so angry now, blinded by it. At first, he wanted to keep Grey beside him but he was too angry at his choice of words to do that. So, he changed his mind.He was currently after letting Grey get what he deserved."Mr. Enzo. Killing the secretary is a bit too much. Please, forgive her. You can punish her but don't kill her," the woman who seemed to be the secretary to Maximo said. She was shocked and scared. Enzo could have just punished the receptionist. Killing her was out of it."What!" Enzo roared as he turned his heavy gaze on her. "Do you wish to join them?"The receptionist's hands that were holding Enzo by the feet dropped, with every last hope of her. She didn't even know why she stepped in for Grey when she had an ongoing issue beforehand.Now, she was going to die. She didn't even have a boyfriend or a child. And she was the only child her parents had. They would eventually die of depression if anything happens to her.The receptionis
Grey smiled at Maximo. "Your men are quite weak," he muttered."What the fuck!" Maximo gasped. "Grey!"Enzo and the rest concentrated on Maximo. They were shocked that he even knew who the stranger was.The receptionist was behind Maximo, with fear still in her eyes."You know who he is?" Enzo inquired."Fuck! Enzo! This is the man you are supposed to see!" He revealed.Enzo was shocked, in fact, had never been so shocked in his entire life. The man in front of him was Hercules.Grey, on the other hand, was surprised as well. He was supposed to meet with Maximo alone. Maximo didn't even tell him about Enzo. Maybe it was the decision he made later on. Well, he would still need to meet with every mafia lord in Italy if he would be staying in italy."I_," the secretary started but stopped almost immediately. She swallowed harder and started again. "But he's one of our newly employed security guards."The word upset Maximo."Are you out of your mind? Are you trying to teach me what I know?
Linda was worried sick after hearing the news that Hercules had been killed. She had trouble sleeping the night before. She had even tried Grey's number but it wasn't reachable.Could it be true? Could Grey really be dead?Linda couldn't believe what she had heard, and she prayed that it was just a rumor. She knew that Hercules was a powerful man, but he was also a target for many of his enemies. As she thought about the possibility of losing him, she couldn't help but worry about her daughter, Emily, who had fallen in love with Hercules.Linda knew that Emily was aware of Hercules' status as a mafia lord, and she didn't want her to be involved in any of it. She had tried to warn her daughter about the dangers of being with someone like Hercules, but Emily was head over heels in love with him.Just as Linda was about to break down in tears, Emily rushed into the room, "Mom, are you alright?" She hesitated as she read through Linda's expression.Linda let out an exasperated sigh. "I'm
Grey returned inside the office after Alfred and Gregory had left. Though, they didn't leave until they had asked him how he did it. And he took his time to explain everything.They were so happy that he didn't encounter much trouble. Who actually knew that Grey getting lost was going to be a blessing? At least it was because of that he was able to help Maximo.But if he hasn't helped him, Maximo might have died and he wouldn't be revenging at that moment. It just wasn't fair enough. Maximo had lived his life as Grey did. He deserves to enjoy, like Grey.When Grey walked inside the office again, Grey was surprised to see several other mafia lords gathered there.They all turned to look at Grey as he entered the room, and there was a moment of silence as they evaluated him.He raised skeptical brows at Maximo. "What's happening here?"Maximo smiled. "It's normal for other mafia lords to greet a fellow one. We should all get to know each other, isn't that right?""As I said earlier, I
"I'm not leaving. Call the manager. If he wants me to leave,then I will," Grey said stubbornly"You don't want to leave? Then, face the security."The salesperson with Grey saw that everything was going bad. So, she rushed to the telephone and placed a call to the manager. He picked it up immediately."Yes, hello Manager. There's an issue here and I will like you to intervene. Thank you so much," she finished and hung up. What she didn't know was that the Manager had already seen Grey and planned to come downstairs already.Two security stepped forward, "What's happening here?""Make him leave!" The older salesperson ordered."Step aside!" A deep voice muttered suddenly stopping the security guards on their way to Grey. The manager stepped forward. He hesitated to look at Grey. Actually, the manager was part of the mafia lord in Italy. He had a very important appointment was why he wasn't at Maximo's company. But he promised to show up at the get-together. But Enzo did him the favor
Grey sat nervously at the dinner table, trying his best to maintain a sense of composure despite the fact that he was sharing a meal with the goddess of love herself. Aphrodite sat across from him, her radiant beauty and overwhelming presence filling the room. Grey had always known that she had a fondness for him, but he wasn't quite sure how to handle her affections. In fact, he had always feared Aphrodite talking about it and when she did, he didn't quite know where to turn to."Hello, here's the menu," the waiter extended one menu each to them.Aphrodite perused the menu quickly but she knew what she wanted already. She has always frequented the La Porchetta and there was a particular meal that she had always enjoyed.The waiter soon walked back to them. "Sir, ma'am, are you ready to make your order?"They nodded at the same time."I want pasta," Aphrodite started. "And Aperitivo. And the desert should be_," she thought about it for a moment. "Chocolate and pistachio Biscotti.""A
Wasn't Aurora the woman you were with last night?"Charles let out a sigh. "She was. It looks like you do know a lot. Was that why you asked Maximo for her freedom?"Grey didn't answer immediately. Instead, he took the wine from Charles. "You are going to get drunk at this rate," he cautioned.Charles sighed. "But I'm not yet drunk. Besides, I know how to keep myself from getting drunk."Grey grinned widely like a sly cat. "Are you kidding me? Seriously? With the rate at which you are going? I doubt that."Charles let out an exasperated sigh. "No problem then. I'm not offended."Grey smiled. "So, what's this all about? We came here to have fun and not to get drunk. Why are you drinking?"Charles went still for a moment as if thinking about the reply to give Grey. "I can't stop thinking about her," he said suddenly. "No matter how much I tried, I couldn't stop. I might have been drinking but it doesn't even look like that to me."Grey watched him. "And you don't want to think about her