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Massimo POV

Although my life lost its meaning and all I wanted was to fall asleep and never wake up, I could not afford "this luxury".

I'm Don Massimo "The gift" the head of the Sicilian Mafia.
I have a lot of responsibility, the lives of hundreds of people depend on the decisions I make.

I had to go ahead and do my duty to my family. I could not protect my wife and child, but I had to protect my brother but especially my nephew.

I will not allow anything to happen to them, even if I have to pay for it with my own life. I would not have made the same mistake twice.

Who would have thought that my younger brother Domenico would turn into a real head of the family, husband and father. He and Olga managed to build a wonderful family.

Although Olga loves to get on my nerves, I have to admit that she is a loving wife and an incredible mother to Matteo.

Matteo is the only human being who has managed to bring a glimmer of light into the darkness of my life all these years.
Sometimes he even manages to snatch a smile from me.

He is more than my nephew, he is like a son to me.
And I will protect him with my own life.
He is an adorable boy, full of energy, always with a smile on his face.

And the glory of God did not inherit the volcanic temperament of his mother.
When I look into Matteo's eyes for a few seconds, I dare to hope for miracles.

The moments I spent with him are the only moments when I am human.
Otherwise, my life is divided between the responsibilities of Don, business trips, nightlife, drugs, alcohol ...

I have to prepare for an extremely important trip to Brazil to try to form new alliances
It's going to be a long 10-day trip that I honestly don't feel like doing but I have no choice.

I'm going to say to Domenico to help me with the logistics needed for this trip.

I hate administrative matters, luckily I have Domenico to help me with this. I don't know what I would have done without his help.

I get out of bed reluctantly, take a quick shower, put on the outfit that characterizes me, namely black pants and a black shirt. I do my hair, I put on the perfume created especially for me and I go down to the yard.

Domenico, Olga and Matteo were just getting ready for breakfast.
My little one sees me getting up from the table and running towards me, jumping into my arms.

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