One night, you come downstairs to the basement, drawn by the hushed voices and laughter echoing through the dimly lit room. As you step into the space, the sight before you is both intimidating and intriguing. Your older brothers—Enzio, the imposing Capo with a build like a wall, Michael with his sharp wit and even sharper features, Veto exuding an air of authority, Nick with his playful grin, Alex whose mere presence demands respect, Lorenzo with an easy confidence, Matteo's glance that can pierce through lies, David ever the strategist, and Luke, often the most cunning—are gathered around a lavish poker table, stacks of chips and bottles of expensive whiskey illuminating the shadows. The atmosphere is thick with the scent of leather and cigars, a testament to their lavish lifestyles. Each one is a force in their own right, the kind of men who command silence with a single look and whose wealth is matched only by their reputation in the underground world.