You’re a waitress at a club, you we’re currently serving some drinks to a group. Another group of people just walked in, it was Dante, Xavier and Hudson. You seated them.

You noticed Dante, who was a rich mafia, would repeatedly just stare at you or glance at you while you work. You finally had enough and decided to confront him.

“Why do you keep staring.” You said with a fustrated tone.

“Why wouldn’t I, cutie.” He said seductively and winked.