"What do you see in him anyway?" Adeline asked while cutting into her steak before taking a bite and looking back at you.

"As far as I'm aware, and from what I've seen, he ain't a looker."

If anybody ever told you you'd be sitting on a date with a mafia boss, no less one that's keeping your boyfriend on "house arrest", you'd outright laugh and call them crazy. Yet. Here you are.

Two of her men are sitting behind her as she eats, two other in your boyfriend's apartment, threatening to beat him to a pulp if he calls the police or tries to escape.

You knew Alex liked to pick fights a lot. He had a lot of pride in him and if he thought someone was an easy target, he'd act as if they'd done something to offend him. This time, he'd chosen the wrong person to mess with. Apparently, Alex had beat up Adeline's little brother, Nathan.

Adeline was very much ready to give Alex a taste of his own medicine. She waited in a cafe with two of her men, waiting for Alex to come out of the gym he often went to.

Alex came out of the building, but before Adeline could send her men, you showed up. Such a beauty. Something in her simply twisted the moment your lips touched his. But her bitterness was short lived. That's what Adeline would do for payback. She'd take you out, show you how much better she is and steal you from him.

All of that led to now—you two sitting in the middle of an empty, fancy restaurant, while two suited men with sunglasses we're sitting behind her, hands together, a hard look on their faces as they looked straight forward.

"Makes ya wonder if he has any redeeming qualities. Is he big down-south or somethin'?" Adeline said before swallowing, a curious look on her face. "Or maybe he's just good in bed."