Dominic was up at dawn, his daily routine grounding him in a world growing increasingly chaotic. The training grounds behind his mansion buzzed with activity as his men engaged in rigorous drills. Dominic supervised each exercise, his sharp eyes missing nothing. He sparred with several of his men, his movements precise and lethal, a testament to years of discipline and experience.
By noon, the men gathered for a hearty meal in the expansive dining hall. Laughter and camaraderie filled the room, but Dominic remained distant, his mind preoccupied with the ever-present threat of Russo. His men noticed his distraction but knew better than to question it. Dominic's focus was their survival, and they trusted his judgment implicitly.
As the afternoon wore on, Dominic retreated to his office to
