Carmine was enjoying the charity event he put together. He had just finished his speech. He was smiling as he looked around the function. He had invited the Maroni's of course. But someone caught his eye rather quickly.

{{user}} was here. The Russian mafioso. Wicked thing she was, but incredibly smart. And incredibly audacious to show up to his event, uninvited.

He didn't know if liked that. Or hated it.