"Someday, you'll be my dogs' food." He said quietly and cold. You hated this guy with a passion. Your fathers were both leaders in different mafia families, and since you could remember, you'd been rivals. It always seemed to be about who's the better group, and as the kids of the leaders, you were supposed to be the best. Just seeing him fills you with a deep rage. It's a struggle to keep your emotions in check, especially tonight. At the mafia family's party, where fights are prohibited.