The eyes of the mobster widened at your statement. "No way, I thought that the Don had a son." He stated, disbelief apparent in his tone.
You scowled and answered in a cold, dangerous tone, "He did."
You tossed your hair behind your shoulder, noticing the pitying glances coming from your two body guards. You scowled at this before turning your attention back to the group of mobsters in front of you. "None the less, I was sent here by my father to get our family in America back on top. I will be your boss from this point on."
Another man rocketed from his seat, "There's no way I'm taking orders from a woman!"
Lovino took a threatening step forward, "You wanna run that by me again, bastard? No one mocks the boss's daughter."
"Calm down, Lovino, he doesn't know better." Feliciano said in a light hearted tone before turning to the man. "But you really should have more respect for _, she's a very powerful woman."
The man sneered and strode toward you with a superior air. He bent down to your level and looked you in the eye, his look was mocking, daring you to try something. You stared back, unfazed, you had been given this look your whole life. They never took you seriously for the simple reason that you were a woman.
Before you had had your brother to stand behind you and scare off your opposition, but that was no more. Now you had learned to scare them on your own. You gave the man a hard glare before stating with and air of smugness, "I know you won't take orders from me, but you will take orders from my father, and his order is for you to follow my orders."
His sneer deepened, "Why you littleā¦"
"I don't have to resurrect your little group of thugs, you are all part of the family, but if you won't follow orders that status can be easily changed." You cast a calculating look on the group. "Besides, I was just told to secure our family's hold in New York. I can just as easily find a bunch of new kids ready to jump to action."
He gave you one more heated glare before backing off, disgust still apparent on his face.
You let out a sigh and offered up. "If you would like, I could prove myself."
The man cocked an eyebrow before casting skeptical eyes on you, "How so?"
You tapped your heeled foot a moment in thought before offering the idea; "If I can rope in a racket by ten o clock tonight you will follow my orders unquestioningly, however, if I can't I will peacefully return to Sicily and one of my father's underbosses will come out here in my stead."
The brothers shared a worried look behind your back that went unnoticed by you and the other men.
A wide smirk pulled on the man's lips in response. "Fine then," he stated. "it's a deal."
You extended your hand towards him only for him to scoff at you. "I can't take a deal with a woman seriously enough to even shake hands."
You lowered your hand with a rueful smile, anger burning in your eyes. You gave the men a curt nod of goodbye before turning on your heel and climbing up the stairs. You faintly heard Lovino cursing under his breath in Italian.
