"Get on your grip everyone!" Caspian shouted as he tried to lift everyone's energy. Early in the morning, he called all the mafias to the headquarters for some training sessions. They need the safety of their city, Ciudad Reál, especially now that the Castillo Clan's biggest rival are starting to make a move. "Darius! Hold the Gold Revolver tight! You're not holding a fucking Gold Retriever," Caspian said. "Casper, you mother fucker. What are you doing?" He continued scolding everyone that is not doing their tasks right. Casper, his cousin, put the gun on the table where all pistols are located. "Boss, chill. We are just training. We are not on a war or something," he chuckled. That earned a smack from Caspian. What he dislikes most of all are people who don’t take work seriously. When he is working, there's no friendship is involved. Work is work. That is Caspian, a man who is passionate with his work. "You can joke all you want but never make a joke while doing this work," he s
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