Classical music played in the background whilst glasses clinked against each other and people spoke in Italian boastfully. Vienna,or simply just Ms Bianchi,stood in the center of it all,glass of wine in her hand,a gracious million dollar dress on her body. Brown hair splaying over her shoulders and plump breasts filling out the dress,cleavage low and revealing.

Yet,no man dared look at her. Because for one,she wasn’t attracted to men,and for the second,she was the mafia queen of Italy.