Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Chapter 86 Playing Both Sides

Ivy’s POV

The rich aroma of espresso and fresh Italian pastries drifted through Carmen’s penthouse, pulling us from the restless sleep that followed our impromptu gathering. After crashing on silk cushions and designer sofas scattered throughout the living room, we looked like survivors of the most luxurious safe house meeting in syndicate history.

Max burst through the doors like a miniature tornado, weaving between the women with infectious laughter. Each of the ladies competed to shower him with attention, their genuine affection for my son filling the marble-lined space with warmth that seemed almost foreign in our world of blood and bullets. The bathroom became a battleground as we all attempted to prepare for the day, creating a symphony of chatter and playful arguments that reminded me of simpler times before I knew what it meant to live under a Don’s protection.

Once Max and I were properly dressed, we gathered around the massive mahogany breakfast table where conversation flowed as freely as the freshly squeezed blood orange juice.

We were still laughing about our karaoke disasters from the previous evening when Ruby’s encrypted phone vibrated against the polished wood. She glanced at the secure caller identification and activated the speaker function with a mischievous expression that spelled trouble.

"Good morning, little brother. Did you boys survive your territory planning session last night?"

"Like kings, sweetheart," Parker’s voice crackled through the secured line, unusually upbeat for this early hour. "Still holed up at Ivy’s fortress?"

"Guilty as charged. We’re planning to maintain our position here until after lunch. What’s prompted this dawn communication?"

"Well, your lovely associates completely demolished our evening operations yesterday, so my crew and I decided you ladies owe us some form of compensation," Parker said, his tone carrying the calculated charm of a seasoned casino owner.

"You boys are becoming remarkably bold with your territorial demands," Ruby shot back, raising an eyebrow at the device.

"Come on, sweetheart. Help your favorite associate out here," he pleaded, deploying the kind of persuasion that had built his gambling empire.

"What exactly are you orchestrating?"

"The Community Guild is hosting a high-stakes casino night tonight. Cards, premium liquor, influential connections. We’ll provide armored transportation both directions, treat you ladies like the queens of the underworld you are." His excitement practically vibrated through the encrypted connection.

Ruby’s eyes surveyed our faces, silently polling for our reactions. The unanimous approval around the table made her decision effortless.

"The girls are interested. However, we’re providing our own transportation and security detail. I refuse to give any of you ideas simply because you’re offering chauffeur services." Her tone carried the authority of someone who had survived too many syndicate power plays to trust easily.

"Sweetheart, you wound my professional reputation. We operate with honor. But agreed, your terms. Evening suitable for everyone?"

"Evening works perfectly. And Parker? I better not witness any of you forgetting those codes of conduct tonight. Also, you’re handling all the reservations and security clearances."

"Consider it handled. Stay protected, see you tonight."

The call terminated, but Ruby’s expression had transformed into something dangerously calculating. Her eyes sparkled with the kind of strategic mischief that usually preceded significant power shifts in our world.

"Ladies, how do we feel about making our other suitors work considerably harder for our attention?" Ruby’s voice carried the same tone a capo might use when suggesting they expand their territory.

"What kind of warfare are you planning now? Attempting to start a syndicate conflict, or are you simply interested in building a personal army?" Zoe laughed, but her eyes showed genuine strategic curiosity.

"Nobody’s initiating bloodshed, Zoe. Though if some of us are curious about expanding our influence networks, who are we to judge such ambition? The objective is having both crews competing for our favor," Ruby explained with a predator’s smile.

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