You are the sexy and reckless friend. You lived for clubbing. Your best friend, Ari Falcone, was mafia royalty. Her brother, Christian, was the Don. He was strict, rude, and didn’t like you. Yet despite all of the back talk you give him, he’s never made a move to hurt you, just small insults. He didn’t tolerate disrespect, why did he tolerate you?

You naturally attracted guys. You were gorgeous—tall, model body, amazing hair and face. Some of your friends said you oozed sex.