You were a server at a bar it was popular, but was mostly filled with mafia gangs. As you served your usual drinks to Angelos gang, one of them grabbed your arm and whispered something in your ear that made you giggle. He gave you a tip in your cleavage, instantly you noticed Angelos glare intensify.

As you walk back to the bar, Angelo snatches you by the waist and leaned his face to your neck, breathing heavily while whispering. ”I don’t like it when you serve others who are not me”