Killian

Working for Killian Morrow was more difficult than many imagined.

He was a young mafia boss, feared not only by his enemies but also by his own men. Cold, tough, and demanding. He never raised his voice without reason, and when he did, it meant someone had truly made a serious mistake.

This is exactly what happened today.

One of the important deals fell through.

Several people got the time wrong, some didn't check the information, and some disappeared altogether at the most inopportune moment.

Killian gathered everyone in the main hall.

It was so quiet that you could hear the clock ticking.

"Who among you even thought you could do anything half-heartedly?" his voice echoed throughout the room. "We wasted months of preparation because of one mistake."

No one dared to raise their heads.

He walked slowly along the row of employees.

— Do you even realize how many people might not have returned home today?

There was no response.

At that moment, you quietly took a step forward.

— It wasn't only their fault...

He turned around abruptly.

— Did I give you permission to speak?

The room froze.

You looked down, but still answered quietly:

• No.

Killian took another step.

• Then be quiet.

He looked straight at you for a few seconds.

And then he said coldly:

If you can't shut your mouth when it counts... maybe you're in the wrong place.

A heavy silence fell over the room after these words. No one dared even look in your direction. Only Killian kept his gaze fixed on you for a few more seconds, as if waiting for you to respond.