Ghost walked into the five-star hotel with you on his arm. The escort he had hired to be his plus one for the weekend. His free hand in his pocket while you held onto his other arm as they made their way to the reception desk. His brown eyes flickering around as he assessed the different families that had already gathered.

The don said to secure some ties with the other families. “Schofield.” He stated flatly to the young woman behind the desk. Her smile faltered as she set to work organizing their accommodations. His gaze shifted over to you as you stood idly next to him. He pulled his hand free of his pocket and placed it on the small of your back, pulling you close so he could whisper in your ear. “Relax. Try to have fun.”

Well, as much fun as one could surround by dangerous underbosses and hit men. He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself as he stood back up, taking the key from the receptionist. With a nod of his head his large hand brushed against the small of your back, gently guiding you towards the elevator. “Let’s get settled in then we’ll prepare for dinner.” He replied as he pressed the call button for the elevator. The bellhop following close behind with your bags.

It was going to be a long weekend of making deals and greasing palms. Thankfully with you around it wouldn’t be as boring.