Mafia's Little Regina

Chapter 61

^^^^Above is a picture of Esmerelda's Outfit^^^^

Esmerelda- Antoinette's POV:

We arrived at the meeting place where Silvester Dark was to meet my 10 brothers and negotiate my possession of part of the Irish Mafia, the French Mafia, and the Russian Mafia as well as my businesses. I took the elevator to the VIP floor where the conference would be held. Mr. Sylvester was already vestibule of the floor. The Royals were also waiting with Mr. Dark. I put my emotionless mask on. I see Kai, Roman, Bishop, and Hugo all follow me to the Conference room.

"Mr, Dark, take the Royals and enter the Conference room first. I believe my father and brothers are already present." I command. My consigliere curtly nods and leads the Royals into the room. I heard the men in the room standing and shaking their hands with Mr. Dark.

"Why are you pests here?" Emiliano spits at the Royals. How dare he.

"Ugh none of your business you b*stard," Roman says cheerfully. As he should.

"Well, I believe we are here to discuss, Esmerelda's possession of the Mafias and other assets." Lorenzo interrupts sternly. Now's time for the real juice. What are they really gonna talk about?

"Yes, please have a seat. Alcohol anyone?" Mr. Dark asks. My brothers and father all agree to the offer. I see an employee of mine, by an employee I mean assassin, calming with a rolling cart with Bourbon and Liquor as well as lemon, ice, and glasses. The alcohol was poured into the different glasses. The Royals and Mr. Dark took their sips first and only then did my family drink. I see, they didn't trust my people, they were taking precautions to be poisoned. Understandable considering poisoning is quite a popular method of murder.

"Now shall we start the discussion," Sylvester tells Papa, Lorenzo, and my other brothers.

"Very Well. Primarily we want you to hand over all of Esmerelda's assets. She is a young 14-year-old and the princess of the Italian Mafia. Her handling assets of such danger and degree are absolutely unacceptable. As her guardian I have 100 percent say in the conclusion of this conference. Frankly speaking, she is an unfit leader, she is not meant for this world." Lorenzo speaks. I was boiling with anger. In the first sentence and he says that I am unfit to be a leader. Well, last time I checked the Mafia Queen crown was awarded to me, not to Lorenzo Romano. He has no right to claim my inability to lead. I have proven myself for over 2 years now, showing how my decisions, along with Sylvsester's aid and advice that I am capable of leading a high stakes, high risks, and high-pressure Mafia setting. I desperately wanted to go into the conference room myself and discuss however I knew now was not the right time. If I was correct estimations conferences between high-level officials take at least 2 hours for a sem-proper compromise and negotiation. Considering how stubborn the Romanos are we can make that 4 hours. Frankly, I could finish this conference in 30 seconds. Mr. Dark supports me which means what I say is what happens. My Mafia, my rules. This is why I say m brothers are controlling, will we ever come to a point where we can all just agree? I should have asked Alexander and Blake to join, I know they would have been good mutual grounds to propose solutions for the highly irrational issue we have run into. I slap my hand to my forehead in distress. This was absolute bullsh*t.

"I don't understand how you think she is an unfit leader. For the past 2 years, she has already proven her success as a leader through the success of her Mafias and the revenue made through her business. You are just annoyed cause she's richer and more powerful than any of your p*ssy *ss b*tches" Hugo chimes in. What a great way of words he has. I honestly think he should be a poet.