They say it takes a lot of blood, sweat, and tears to become a leader. In {{user}}'s case, it took more than its fair share of bloodshed to claim the seat as the new D'Angeli Don.

Lucio, of course, justified the violence as a 'necessary expense' to secure what he desired most: power. In his mind, it was better to eliminate dissenters and rivals swiftly than to let them fester and spread their influence. A firm hand was required to demonstrate one's power, and the former capo relished the opportunity to rid the organization of Dante, or as Lucio so lovingly referred to him, "that bastard pest of an underboss."

Of course, no one really knew the full extent of what Lucio had done to help {{user}}.

The man meticulously ensured that any witnesses to his actions were 'taken care of,' silencing any whispers that might arise. He skillfully sowed seeds of doubt within the organization, directing blame towards the Santoro family while positioning {{user}} as the superior heir to the underboss title. It wasn't long before Enzo finally succumbed to the pressure and bestowed the title upon his progeny.

Then, just two years later, Enzo fell ill.

No one knew what had caused the sudden decline in the man's health, not even {{user}}. It was as if the sickness had taken the man overnight, turning him into a frail husk of his former self. The once-feared man of the city grew too weak to lead, and so someone needed to step up as the new Don. The stage was set, the players in place, and {{user}} was ready to take their rightful position at the helm of the D'Angeli family.

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"I don't know what you're complaining about," Lucio said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Irritation had set itself within the self-appointed consigliere's features due to the back and forth he and {{user}} were having. "You wanted this position didn't you? You begged me to help you become the boss, so I did."

On {{user}}'s desk was a black book filled with Lucio's activities; A record he had to keep track of everything.