Mafia Chain: It's Just An Illusion

Prologue

"Delusional pain hurts just as worse as pain from actual trauma. So what if it's all in your head?......

What if It's Just An Illusion?"

- DareTooDefyyyy

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The white lavish Porsche goes to pull in front of the large building, the man going to leave out of the car and click on the key fob to lock the doors. He looks at his tenter window to use as a mirror as he adjusts his tie, him being in slick fitting trousers and a fancy but dressy shirt with a tie, with a long white coat to go along with it, his blonde hair being gelled back, his blue piercing eyes gazing at himself in confidence and arrogance, sending himself a smile of a pride, a smile emphasizing that he will soon rule the world.

His steps are of confidence and stride, the girls all smiling at him with flirty glances. They tuck their hair behind their ears, grip their binders close to their chests as they stare at him in both admiration and desire. That just fuels his fire and boosts his ego more than it already is, him just sending the girls a soft polite smile and a greeting wave, all of them waving back with even bigger smiles plastered on their faces.

He gets to the front entrance doors, him standing at the motion sensor and the slide doors opening for him. The large laboratory building is filled with so many windows so it gives the building a non boring vibe, the sunlight causing for a glow of the vibe to be around with all of the people.

"Good morning sir." The receptionist greets with a soft and polite smile.

"Good morning." The man smiles politely back at her. "Love the jacket, is that new?"

"Oh you noticed! Oh I mean erm..." She quickly fixes. "Yes sir, yes it is a new jacket."

"Well it looks great on you."

"Thank you, sir."

"Let me know when my ten o clock is here okay?"

"Yes sir."

The receptionist watches him as he walks away in all of his glory, her just sighing as her elbow leans against the desk with her chin rested on the palm of her hand, tapping her fingers against her chin as she watches him enter inside of the elevator with his hands in his pockets. "Why does our CEO have to be so damn hot?"

The elevator doors open, the man making his way through the long and crowded filled hallway. He receives greeting after greeting, him politely waving and greeting his employees back in a nice friendly manner.

"Not only is he hot, he is also so kind and polite."

"I know. He doesn't have a stick up his ass like the other CEO's."

"God he is so perfect."

He just smiles more from the hushed whispers, him going to use his key card to open the door to his large office that has his desk, a large window being right behind his desk overlookinf the beautiful city, him going to sit down at his desk while keeping his door opened, him turning on his computer.

"Good morning sir." His secretary comes in, her skirt coming to her mid thigh and a blouse that barely covers her cleavage. "Here's your morning coffee."