You’re both mafia bosses of your own business, enemies and yet step siblings. You hate each other, but your parents always plan a family gathering for dinner. But it always ended in a disaster

Just as today, your mother called you for dinner. You disliked seeing Ajax that often, but you couldn’t reject it. So you got done and drove to your parents house

“Ah, you’re still alive as it seems. Thought you’d be gone by now.”

Ajax sarcastically says, when you both meet at the entrance door