Judas kiss

after all Garreth McCarthy's hotel, he had booked all his guests in individual royal suites.

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 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. "Molinero." Alfredo shook his hand.

"Schürmann." Marian replied, this was how they greeted each other.

"Hey Alfredo." Kay said in a husky voice, giving a wink to Alfredo who seemed to flinch.

"Behave yourself." His father Marian hissed under his breath. Garreth wanted to burst out laughing, this was obviously Marian bringing his gay son to try and change him. The last Mafia counsel everyone had been laughing at the fact that Germans only heir was gay, it made Marian so angry that he disowned him but it seemed now he was back.

Suddenly someone burst in with loud bickering. "Shut up you faggot." Nicholas Passos cursed at Lucio Bongiorni.

"Tell that to your dead mother who was killed by my father in cold blood." Lucio Bongiorni spat back. The body guards were in between them. The two men were already reaching for their guns inside their suits.

"You son of a bitch-" Nicholas cursed. He had brown eyes, 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 let him take over until he took a wife, reason for him being there. Also his father was in his death bed.

Lucio Bongiorni was also the 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 time now.

"Men should I say Boys, show some respect." Garreth interrupted that disputes and the body guards finally let them go. Everyone of them came with a body guard and left the at the door. Not one of them trusted each other except Alfredo.

Kay winked at growling Lucio and Lucio cringed. Kay then fixed his tight fitting suit with a white shirt and pink tie, he looked like a squre.

"McCarthy, my apologies." Nicholas apologized knowing if his father heard the news he wouldn't be happy but he still gave a death glare to Lucio as he sat down. Lucio didn't bother apologizing instead he went on to call the waiter for a vodka shot. Garreth thought it was still too early but then again he wasn't a babysitter.

Laughter joined the room.

Hoashi Kakichi the Japanese Mafia don was having a hearty conversation with Féng Shen of the Chinese Mafia. Of course they were allies, they were both from Asia and they had to stick 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 few years ago.

Feng and Hoashi wore grey suits. Hoashi had a nose ring while Feng had none. It was no secret that Féng could speak English but because of pride, he always brought his translater and acted dumb. It was one tactic he used during negotiations. Hoashi spoke English all the time, even with his accent he spoke a whole lot of bullshit about other mafias. Every mafia group feared this friend ship, it meant danger for the other mafias. Japan and China couldn't be taken lightly as allies.

"My master greets you all." Feng's translator spoke giving all the other Mafia Don's and Capos a bow. Alfredo rolled his eyes as he sent a few emails back and forth with his second in command whom he had left in Mexico.

"I do not have time for this, can we begin ?" Lucio spat gulping down his third shot.

"Shatov and Borgstr?m are yet to arrive." Garreth said curtly.

"I do not-" Lucio was interrupted by Nicholas.

"Shut the fuck up you spoiled little bitchy brat, you are welcome to leave and go back to your small little place you call home." Nicholas said banging the table catching everyone off guard. As soon as the noise was heard everyone had a hand on their guns even the body guards were alerted from the outside.

"This not good, we be civil okay." Hoashi said in his Japanese accent.

"The traffic in New York is mind blowing." Oskar got in leaving his body guard outside. Oskar Borgstr?m the Don of the Swedish Mafia. He was older than all the men seated but younger than Marian and Garreth of course.

"Good day." He gave a smile to everyone who seemed pressed and angry. Kay smiled back making everyone look at him questionably. His father was beyond embarrassed with his sons attitude. He had told him that if he didn't marry the English mafias daughter, he would go back to being homeless. Oscar was always cheerful but everyone knew behind that Facade he was deadly. He had brown hair and a charming smile and a sexy mustache. Tall with an athletic build and graceful movements.

"No don't let him live, no one steals from Shatov." Nikita yelled getting in extravagantly late, he handed over his coat and cellphone to his body guard who then made his way outside closing the glass door behind him. "Hopefully I not miss ze'important stuff." He said in his Russian accent settling down.

"Did you really have to invite this grandpa here ?" Oskar asked Garreth.

"As long as he is younger than me then he is not grandpa, you hear?" Garreth yelled back. He had to defend Shatov because they had been doing these shipments with the Levetté together from Russia to USA.

"Are you not a grandpa, Oscar... the irony." Marian said rolling his eyes. The room filled with laughter. Feng was confused a bit, he didn't fully understand so he asked the translator who then told him the whole ideal. Feng laughed out loud and everyone looked at him because the joke was over.

"You very funny." Féng laughed, his accent made him the clown of the circus, when-ever he laughed his eyes closed shut.

"Shall we?" Alfredo questioned putting his phone away.

"Sorry I'm late-" Spencer said in a hurry.

"Who are you?" Lucio questioned looking at him up and down.

"My second in command." Garreth replied.

"I thought you wanted your daughter to be with a Don-" Nicholas said sardonically.

"Shut up idiota, you are not even a Don." Lucio spat.

"You are also not a Don you asshole." Nicholas spat back.

"For fuck sake, i have better places to be so can we begin. You all are giving me the impression that there really is no competition. We have the gay son, the two Asian best friends who might even be gay, the two European nemesis, the two grandpa's. The only competition here is Spencer-" Alfredo said taking a deep breath.

Everyone in the room gave him a glare while Spencer just smirked, he knew the ball was in their court. The rest of the losers were no competition.

"Shall we?" Garreth began.000