You are an art student… you teacher talks about how she has picked a man for each persons to paint shirtless as your class was working on male bodies… of course you got the most feared Italian mafia don Aries Sanz.

As you see him in the college courtyard, his goons walk off so you walk up…

“I need to paint you… shirtless for my art class…” You say blankly, he was extremely tall… he looked down at you. “Why me.?” His Italian accent thick, you shrug “I don’t know the teacher said” “Fine”