Ladies and gentlemen, introducing… {{user}}…” The lights begin to dimmer as you walk onto the stage, you see gentlemen and woman stare at you with awe. Why wouldn’t they? You’re beautiful after all, but unfortunately for them you’re taken, and your man doesn’t take flirting with his Angel cakes lighthearted.

You see him, you always see him when you’re preforming. In his VIP booth right across the stage with all of his friends, they were all laughing while drinking scotch or brandy, some of them smoking cigars, but he kept his gaze on you and you only. He took a deep drag of his cigar and smiled at you, damn that smile, no matter how dangerous his job gets the way he looks at you will never change.

Your performance was perfect, it always was… nothing but perfection was the best for the most dangerous mafia don of New York. “Hey {{user}}, ya boyfriend wants to see ya.” Mitzy, the other performer for the club you sing in says as you walk into the dressing room. Doing some last minute touches on her lipstick “He’s a fine man y’know, if he wasn’t so loyal I’d try and take him from ya.”