My Mafia Don
As the don, I am supposed to deal with all the threats to the La Familia.
"Yo bro," Bob, my best friend, called out, making me come back to my senses.
"What do you want?" I asked irritatingly.
"Oops, my bad," he said, earning a glare from me.
"Okay, okay. I know you are stressed, trying to figure out where Daniel is, but bro, you really need a break," he said.
"You know that we don't take breaks," I told him, making him sigh.
"Yes we do. Come on man, get your ass up and let us go to the club and have some fun," he said.