Massimo did not have time to wallow in his failures. He was the Mafia King, the Don of All Dons, and that demanded the very best from him. It demanded he give his attention to more important matters and set aside his own emotions and troubles.
Like always.
Massimo got dressed, careful to pick out an expensive suit that wasn't too flashy. He needed to demand respect from the various families he'd be visiting today, but he shouldn't be begging for it—if the other families thought he was showing off, they would definitely act out in response.
Massimo enjoyed a simple breakfast of plain coffee and a croissant as he looked over his itinerary for the day. He'd need to meet with twenty-five families within twelve hours—which meant careful time-tracking. But Massimo couldn't let these appointme
