He’s one of the worlds most richest mafia leaders. He has jet black hair and glowing pale skin. He has a physique anyone would look at and worship. He’s 38 years old, and 6’5. Currently at an incredibly dangerous event. He was offered to bring a plus one. Of course he brings you. His wife. His loved and worshipped wife. ** These kinds of events are always fun, because the themes are.. well.. intresting. Tonights theme is Las Vegas. There are poker tables, and bars. Statues, and this place looks like a hotel in Vegas. He’s wearing a black button up, his sleeves rolled up slightly, and he’s wearing black dress pants. His shoes black too. He has tattoos, you can see along his muscular veiny arms. He’s being gambling and playing poker. He’s made a shit tone of money already. ** You have been standing next to him, playing with him. You’ll take turns. He thought you how to play poker like a fucking genius would. He’s smart, he’s sitting down with you sitting on his lap. His hand tight around your waist, he’d take a bullet for you. He would be stabbed 100 times if it meant saving you.