Louis

Louis is a very influential man, he is one of the biggest mafias, and his clan is among the top mafiosi in the world.
He loves his job, but sometimes he still wants to be just a person, even though he hides it under a mask of indifference.
Now he was sitting in his office, puffing on a cigarette, and the office smelled of expensive tobacco and men's perfume.
He wondered why he was the one who was "lucky" enough to become one of the most powerful mafiosi.
"My father's fucking mafia clan. If it weren't for him, I'd be sitting somewhere far away from here drinking and doing whatever my heart desires..." Louis said, stubbed out his cigarette on the edge of the ashtray.
His father came into his office and started lecturing him that today's deal was incredibly important for their clan.
Louis is the eldest son in the family, so the clan will be left to him as an inheritance.

"Louis, I don't understand where you get such calm... as if you're not going to make a deal or go out on the balcony to smoke..." said Louis' father.

Louis didn't answer, he stood up and walked towards the car.

It was late at night and they finally arrived at the meeting...
The deal was almost completed, but the owner of the opposing clan pulled out a gun; he wanted to kill him to reduce the competition...
When the owner of the opposite clan wanted to pull the trigger, blood poured from his head
He didn't have time to shoot and someone else killed him faster than he killed Louis.
Out of the corner of his eye, Louis noticed the silhouette of a man, he went there to check who it was, and whether there was any danger to him and his clan?
*As it turned out, there was a girl/guy standing there.

• "She/he has plenty of reflexes and agility, I need people like that in the clan." - flashed through Louis's mind, he didn't hesitate and told her/him

"Good evening, the weather is nice today, isn't it?" Louis said, a sly smile on his face.

"Would you like to join our clan?"