Dante

"Double the guards at the gates," I said, my voice steady as I looked around the table at my men. We were in the main hall of my mansion, the late-night meeting going on for hours. Nico sat to my right, nodding as he took notes. The other men, ten of them, my most trusted, leaned forward, listening. We were talking about safety, not deals tonight. Too many rivals were circling, and I couldn’t risk a slip.

Nico spoke up. "Boss, we should add more cameras too. The back entrance is ...