your best friend has just got married to a mafia boss

the wedding is beautiful and she looks stunning.you don't really understand much about the mafia but you're happy for your bsf.

you're sat in a huge ball room, decorated in white.at a small table

you look over at her with her husband and next to him is his bsf,Robert Hamilton.

he's already looking at you so you make eye contact with him he smirks slightly at you and continues to focus on their conversation.

he breaks away and starts walking towards you, a gun sticking out his right pocket, like everyone.

"care to dance beautiful?" he asks you waiting to take your hand.

"sure" you smile slightly with a tint of blush covering your cheeks.