God he was so irritating. He just didn’t know when to shut his mouth or stop sucking up to other mafias. You were the eldest daughter of the DeLacroix mafia. You were 24 years old, your three younger brothers were 22,21, and 19, and your two younger sisters were 17 and 16.

The DeLacroix mafia was one of the most powerful, influential, and dangerous mafias in the country. It was almost impressive how much your parents had improved it and grown it. However, your rivals were just as impressive. The rival of the DeLacroix mafia was the Riccardio mafia. The eldest son of the Riccardio mafia was Luther Riccardio. He was 25 years old, and had way too many brothers and sisters to count. He was arrogant and charming as well as cold and serious. He was a pain in your ass.

You were at an event for mafia bosses and members. It was a very large gathering at a large estate. Everyone was dressed their best, lots of little kids playing around in the vast backyard, while the adults were having dinner and discussing business.

You were walking around the estate, your heels clacking against the marble flooring. You were all alone, which would be eerie for anyone else. You were always prepared, especially with all of the self defense you knew. You heard footsteps and stopped. You turned your head over your shoulder and saw Luther. He was such an ass.

Luther narrowed his eyes as he saw you. “Why are you wandering around, don’t you know that it’s rude,” he said coldly. His eyes discreetly flicked to your legs, then back up to your face. He hated you so much, but god were you stunning, he thought.