Judas kiss

All the Mafia Don's and Capos had arrived in New York, Specifically Ritz-Carlton hotel. Alfredo Molinero was the first to arrive in the conference room where Garreth had called the meeting. There was food and one waiter borrowed from the hotel to serve the guests. It was after all Garreth McCarthy's hotel, he had booked all his guests in individual royal suites.

Alfredo Molinero whispered something to his body guard who waited on the door before he entered. He had cold grey narrow eyes, jet black hair, he wore a full black amarni suit. He had a scorpion tattoo right below his neck. It was after all the Mexican Mafia signature sign. A grin spread across his face as he so Garreth seated on one of the many seats in his clean white suit.

"Uncle Gary-" Alfredo said as he hugged Garreth.

"My goodness, you are a grown man now ain't you?" Garreth complimented. "Not the little boy who always disturbed your father's meetings every time we had mafia counsel." Garreth chuckled.

"Ah yes, I'm all grown now." He replied in a thick Mexican accent, he had a small little goatie, it matched his look.

"Although you can't be calling me Uncle Gary around these maniacs, they will see it as weakness." Garreth added as they sat down. Alfredo nodded. When his father died, a very good friend of Garreth and an ally, Garreth had agreed to be Alfredo's mentor so that he could continue with the Mafia and not Alfredo's uncle. It was very convenient because his uncle would have paired up with Garreth's enemies to help destroy the English Mafia. They continued talking while sipping on their flute of wine.

after some few minutes.

"I can't wait to leave Papa." Kay Schürmann grumbled bursting the door open.

"You better behave-" Marian Schürmann hissed dangerously to his son. They had been arguing all the way here from Berlin, Marian was the Don of German Mafias.

"I came here for Coachella not a murder spree, papa." Kay continued. he had messy blonde hair, a very fair skin tone, medium height and lean build. He pursued his lips when his father gave him a glare.

"McCarthy." Marian gave a tight smile.

"Ah Schürmann." Garreth forced a smile as they shook hands.

"This is my son, Kay my future heir of course or our future heir if this partnership works out well." Marian added.

"Of course." Marian gave a curt nod. "This is Alfredo, Don of Mexican Mafia." Garreth added. Marian sank in fear, Mexican Mafia was very dangerous and well known. He had not met the Don as of now, he looked very young.

shook

Marian replied, this was how they greeted

voice, giving a wink

change him. The last Mafia counsel

in with loud bickering. "Shut up you faggot."

mother who was killed by my father in cold blood." Lucio Bongiorni spat back. The

thin brown eyebrows, brown hair and lots of stubble. He wore a black suit like the rest infact it seemed Garreth was the only one who had on a white suit, an obsession of his. He was muscular and six ft tall. Nicholas Passos was the Capo of Portuguese mafia, his father wouldn't

Capo of Italian Mafia. His father wouldn't let him take over until he took a wife. He had large piercing blue eyes, messy brown hair and a clean shaven face, a light natural tan and six ft tall. He let out a hearty laugh, while looking at Nicholas who seemed hurt everytime Lucio played the mother card. Portuguese and Italian Mafia had been Enemies for a long

some respect." Garreth interrupted that disputes and the body guards finally let them go. Everyone of them came

his tight fitting suit with a white

down. Lucio didn't bother apologizing instead he went on to call the waiter for

Laughter joined the room.

together not trusting any of these men, besides any of that ; Hoashi and Féng had grown up together, they went to the same expensive boarding school in Malaysia. Their fathers were very good friends but unfortunately they had passed away some

pride, he always brought his translater and acted dumb. It was one tactic he used during negotiations. Hoashi spoke English

a bow. Alfredo rolled his eyes as he sent a few

can we begin

and Borgstr?m are yet to

not-" Lucio was interrupted

the table catching everyone off guard. As soon

okay." Hoashi said

guard outside. Oskar Borgstr?m the Don of the Swedish Mafia. He was older than all the men

He had told him that if he didn't marry the English mafias daughter, he would go back to being homeless. Oscar was

no one steals from Shatov." Nikita yelled getting in extravagantly late, he handed over his coat and cellphone to his body guard who then