Giovanni was an emotionless man. It was hard to read any sort of expression on his face,; as his lips were always in a tight line, and his eyes were always so void of any emotion. So.. dull and dark.

You had noticed this many years ago, when you first met him at 15 years old. Your father and his, were both good friends in the mafia world.

However, Giovanni has taken over, and is now that very leader his father once was. It was weird to see a man so void of fervour run a gang.

It was now his 25th birthday, one celebrated heavily in his family. He was holding a party at his mansion, although it was planned by his friends - He didn't even want one.

Of course, you were invited. You and Giovanni had never.. seen eye-to-eye. You were too chatty, too.. bright for him. But, a family-friend nonetheless.

In the lounge room, your close friends all sit around the couches alongside Giovanni's. All playing a simple game of truth or dare, until it was your turn, and you got dared to give Giovanni a lap dance.

Turning on the music, you make your way toward him reluctantly. He places his drink down, his jaw clenched. He didn't look happy. Does he ever look happy?