Bloodlines of Betrayal-Chapter 33: Part S2: Mafia humor

Tittle : Bloodlines of Betrayal S2 - Celestia's Ascension

Written By : Reviline James Wang

Genre : Paranormal Romance | Alpha Werewolf | Billionaire | Vampire | Family Drama | Rumors | Mafia

Part 13: The Unlikely Alliance (Mafia Chaos and Laughter)

The moment Leo walked into the office, his nerves were already shot. The familiar scent of expensive cologne mixed with the sharp tang of cigars and the underlying dread of the job waiting for him. It was as if the very walls of the room knew what was about to go down.

"Dante!" Leo called out, his voice tinged with the usual uncertainty. "I swear, if this is another job involving a tiger, I'm going to quit."

Dante, the leader of their mafia group, leaned back in his chair, his cold eyes narrowing slightly as he watched Leo approach. He wasn't the type to give an inch, and everyone knew it.

"No one's quitting," Dante replied in his signature deep, raspy tone. "You've got a job to do, kid. It's time to step up."

Leo gulped. He hated when Dante referred to him as "kid." It was like a constant reminder that, despite his skills, he was still learning the ropes of the mafia world.

"Right, right," Leo muttered, pulling up a chair and sitting down. "What's the job this time? Another heist? Or, God forbid, another animal-related mess?"

Dante raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by Leo's sarcasm. "Actually, this time, we have an alliance to make. But not the kind you're used to."

Leo blinked, his curiosity piqued. "An alliance? With who?"

Dante grinned-a dangerous smile that could mean anything. "The Shirogane Syndicate."

Leo's jaw almost hit the floor. The Shirogane Syndicate was one of the biggest rivals they had in the mafia world. Making an alliance with them was like mixing fire and gasoline it never ended well.

"What?!" Leo almost shouted. "Are you insane? Those guys would sell us out the first chance they get!"

Dante simply shrugged. "I don't like it either, but we don't have a choice. Our latest intel points to a bigger player coming into town, someone who can wipe out the entire mafia scene in one move. If we don't ally with the Shirogane Syndicate, we'll be crushed."

Leo leaned back in his chair, running his hands through his hair. "Great. So now we have to pretend to be friends with a bunch of people who'd rather stab us than share a drink."

Marco, who had been leaning against the door, chuckled. "You got it, Leo. That's the job. We pretend to be friends until we figure out who the real enemy is."

Leo turned to him. "Great. Just great. And how do you expect me to stay in the same room with those people without throwing punches?"

Marco grinned mischievously. "You'll be fine. You just have to learn the art of diplomacy... and by diplomacy, I mean keeping your mouth shut until they give us what we need."

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"Wonderful," Leo said sarcastically. "An alliance of silence."

The Shirogane Syndicate: A Walk in the Den of Snakes

The meeting with the Shirogane Syndicate took place at an old, luxurious hotel on the edge of the city. The building had a quiet, almost eerie charm one that screamed power and danger in equal measure.

As Leo, Marco, and Dante made their way inside, Leo couldn't shake the feeling that they were walking into a trap.

"They're not going to let us leave here in one piece," Leo muttered under his breath.

Marco snorted. "You worry too much, kid."

"Kid?" Leo glared at Marco. "I'm 26, not a kid."

Enzo, who had been silent for most of the trip, suddenly piped up. "Does it really matter when you're about to sit across from people who'll probably try to kill you?"

"Thanks for the pep talk, Enzo," Leo said dryly.

They were ushered into a private room, and across from them sat Hiroshi Shirogane-the head of the rival syndicate. He was known for his cold demeanor, sharp intelligence, and ruthless ambition. No one had ever seen him lose his composure... until now.

Leo couldn't help but gawk at the sight before him: Hiroshi was in the middle of laughing uncontrollably, his entire body shaking as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Uh... am I missing something?" Leo whispered to Marco, who just shrugged.

Dante, on the other hand, was watching with a look of disbelief. "What's so funny, Hiroshi?" he asked cautiously.

Hiroshi wiped a tear from his eye and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, it's just that you all look so serious about this alliance. But you're all a bunch of jokers, aren't you?"

Leo blinked. "Wait, are you mocking us?"

Hiroshi's smile only widened. "Mocking? No, no. I'm just amused by the situation. You think we're going to work together just like that?" He snapped his fingers, and the room went silent. "You're a bunch of fools if you think it'll be that easy."

Leo shot Marco a worried look. "Okay, I knew it was too good to be true."

Marco, however, smiled. "Well, Leo, this is the part where we start negotiating. Welcome to mafia diplomacy."

The Deal (If You Can Call It That)

The discussion dragged on for what felt like hours. Negotiations were intense, filled with threats, insults, and odd moments of humor that only made Leo feel more uncomfortable.

At one point, Hiroshi pulled out a game of cards. "Let's make it interesting, shall we?" he said, grinning. "We'll play a game, and the winner gets to call the shots on the deal. Fair enough?"

Leo stared at him in disbelief. "Wait, you want to settle this mafia alliance with a card game?!"

Hiroshi raised an eyebrow. "Why not? It's just business."

"Business?" Leo muttered. "This is literally the worst business plan ever."

"Deal with it," Marco said with a smile. "It's going to be fun."

As the game began, the tension lightened, but only just. Every move they made was scrutinized by Hiroshi, who seemed to be enjoying their discomfort.

Leo didn't trust this one bit. But there was no turning back now.