Don't Call Me Don

I, Nico Vespari, spent my life cataloging the dead for minimum wage, content in my quiet obscurity. My world was orderly, predictable, and devoid of drama - until I was summoned to the deathbed of a man I never knew: Don Tullio Sovrano, the aging lion of a global criminal syndicate. And my grandfather. In his final breath, he named me, his secret, scandalous grandson, the new Capo dei Capi, the boss of all bosses. Overnight, I went from rags to riches, from a nobody to the most powerful man in the underworld. The sycophants and assassins came crawling out of the woodwork, but I handled them. My quietly ruthless nature, honed by years of solitude, was perfect for this new life. I thought I understood the game: rule with an iron fist and survive. But the more I learn about my family's traditions, the more I suspect my title isn't a gift. It’s a target. Why does every new Capo face a 'Trial by Treachery,' and why has no heir survived it in three generations?