Under A Dark Cloud

Chapter 28

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3rd person's Pov :

In a special room inside the Valentino Villa where meetings are held, There are, all in all, 12 Mafia bosses discussing problems and sharing top secret informations with eachother.

Sitting close to the empty seat infront of him, Cloud listens attentively to the members as they discuss whatever topic or problem needs to be discussed.

But at the back of his mind, He can't help but think of Keira smiling at him. His beautiful wife looking at him with her warm brown eyes and with a genuine smile in her face. Unknowingly, Cloud caught himself smiling but he can't help it as He leaned back in his seat.

" Why you smiling, Young Valentino?, " A man in his 40s spoke to Cloud in a Russian accent, grinning.

" Nothing at all, Sir Ginkovski. Just something really pretty..., " Cloud said, looking down with a smile as another image of Keira pouting cutely at him.

" Ah, Young love. I take it you think of your wife a lot then, " Sir Ginkovski said with a smile.

" I suppose so. But it isn't thinking I'm doing, Sir Ginkovski, It's loving her, " Cloud said with a chuckle.

Sir Ginkovski beamed at him and nodded before joining and giving opinions to the other bosses. Cloud looked down and stared at the floor as if it was the most interesting thing while waiting for his grandfather to arrive. Cloud glanced sideways to see Axcel bored af while listening to the others.

A few minutes passed and the door opened with a slightly loud creak. In an instant, Everybody was silent. Footsteps echoed as Everybody stared at him as He made his way and sat on the front empty seat, his face unreadable as he cooly looks at us.

Previous Mafia King, the Great Antonio maybe retired from his position as the Mafia King but he's still the powerful leader of the Familia. Despite his age, He looked unbelievably young for an elder but the strands of grey hair and small but unnoticeable wrinkles defied his youthful state.

Everybody was looking at him silently, waiting for whatever he will say to begin the meeting. It was utterly silent inside the room and you could even hear a pin drop.

His sharp cold emerald green eyes scanning through the people around him as He asked in an authorative voice,

" What is the problem this time? "

Hesitantly, The bosses shared glances at eachother as they either wait or say the first word. The Elder Valentino watched as the bosses were hesitating to speak up.

" Problems are happening in Salamander Tongue. We received few threats from unknown person a few months ago but no harm is done yet, " Axcel said, speaking up in a straight voice.

Cloud's eyebrows furrowed as he pondered on what Axcel said.

' Threatening the Salamander Tongue, not likely. Who would even threaten a  powerful group? '

" We spotted some Yakuzas sending supplies in a truck 2 weeks ago but the information to whom will recieve it is unknown, " Donnavan, The Mafia boss who handles NYC, reported.

" Yakuzas!, " Someone exclaimed as the room started to become noisy.

" 2 Ash Mist's supply carts were robbed a few days ago, " Alfredo said, slightly angry at the memory.