Under the silver moon, amidst the grandeur of the Gustavo mansion, Kairo, the leader of the Russian mafia, stood by the balcony, bathed in the glow of the night sky.
In his hand, he held a glass of the exquisite Dalmore 62, a rare liquor, hoping it would soothe the turmoil raging within him.
For twenty long years, sleep had eluded him, and genuine happiness remained a distant dream. Anger, self-blame, and guilt had become constant companions, consuming him day by day.
The sorrow of yesterday haunted him relentlessly, like an endless nightmare, and only alcohol seemed to offer solace to his shattered soul.
A man who lost his wife is a widower, and a child who lost his parents is an orphan, yet there exists no specific term to describe a parent who has lost their son or daughter.
Despite possessing immense wealth, power, and influence, Kairo felt empty and despondent.