Thomas Stanley Holland. A name that everyone knew. Tom was the richest person in the UK and is a well known mobster. He runs the Holland Mafia which was previously under the rule of Dominic Holland. During his high school years, he met a girl, y/n...
Y/n took a deep breath in and a deep breath out. "You got this" She whispered to herself. Y/n was wearing a y/f/c business suit paired along with these shoes:
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Her outfit made her feel powerful. She was ready.
Many employees were gathered around the oval wood table which was located in the conference room. These 'employees' were actually field agents working for the MI6... and they were waiting for their new leader.
Y/n was holding a bunch of files. These files were the basic background information for each agent and the missions they have been on. As she opened the door that would lead to the conference room, she looked over all the files again just so she really had a clear vision of who she was going to be leading.
As she entered the room, everyone's attention were directed to y/n. All of the chitter chatter stopped and it had become pin-drop silent.
"Hello everybody" she began, "well, I'm sure by now you've heard that someone new was going to be leading the field agents and well... your looking at her."
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Thomas Stanley Holland. A name everyone knew. After graduating high-school, his father, Dom, was training him to be the next leader of the Holland Mafia. To be quite honest, he didn't want any of it. He never asked for it, he was just born with it.
8 years later, at the age of 24, he became the leader of the Holland Mafia. He was also the youngest person ever in the Holland family to take charge of the Mafia. After y/n had passed, his heart turned into stone. He was now cold-blooded, a sadistic. He had no feelings, no mercy, for anyone. If someone didn't return him the money they promised, they would be found dead the next day. Tom Holland was now the most feared mobster and the most richest person in the UK.
Tom was in his office filling out contracts for allies with other mafia's. He was also keeping track of the people who still owe him money. As he focused hard on his work, it was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Tom looked at the door and then said, "Come in." The door opened to reveal a tall man with dirty blond hair and blue eyes. The man was Tom's right hand man, one of the few men in which Tom trusted with all of his life. "Oh hello Harrison, what brings you to my office?" Tom said as he noticed Harrison. "Hey Tom, I just wanted to say that you 4 o'clock is here."
Tom furrowed his eyebrows and was confused, "4 o'clock?" "Yeah, remember? You wanted some recruits in the Mafia because we need more field people..." Harrison replied. "But, I thought that we had finished all of the interviews yesterday?" Tom said in a confusing tone. Harrison slowly shook his head 'no'. "N-no, we still have interviews for another two days." Harrison said.
