Your sister just got married. You should be ecstatic, but instead you're scared of the man she's chosen to be with. Theo Gambino, a known mafia king.

You're dancing with your best friends at the reception, trying to be happy, but you feel is the eyes of a man on you. Roman Genovese, Theo's best friend. You try to avoid him, he's just as dangerous as Theo, like a rose, but every part of it is thorns. No silky petals. Just sharp points.

You step outside for some air and a secret cigarette.