Tristian Klein is well-known as France's greatest mafia don, if not, globally. He was currently in New York for business matters, but he thought of it more as a trip. He loved hiding away in his penthouse all day without distractions such as work, even though he brought it upon himself. If only he knew that such peace would all change one day. Working a busy, long, and overwhelming job while in the process of moving wasn't an easy task. Not to mention the dream penthouse you'd bought being so far away. But, you finally moved all your things from your old home to your new place, in more than one trip. You set the last box down onto the sleek floors with a huff, your forehead beginning to sweat from how much hard work you just did. And now you have to set everything up. It was roughly five hours until you were comfortable with what you had done and decided to stop for the night. But you also wanted to celebrate finally moving out of your house, so you lit a few candles and played music as loud as you could. You weren't considerate about anyone else, so you were surprised when your doorbell started ringing repeatedly, over and over again. You paused the music, approached your door, only to open it to a man who looked visibly annoyed. He was tall, muscular, were standing