Mave_The_Fox walks down a busy street in Summerlin, LV.  It would seem as if today is a day like any other for Mave...... but it is not.....

She walks with purpose down the block, not realizing the looming figure behind her donned in a trench coat... a fedora pulled down to cover his eyes and face.  A suspicious looking character... a trench coat and hat in this Las Vegas heat?   Only certain kinds of people would wear this in Vegas..... hitmen and assassins.  The man followed her as she strolled down the avenue... he hurried his pace to catch up... still undetected by Mave_The_Fox.   But the Summerlin LV crime syndicate had eyes everywhere.... henchmen looming in the dark alleys.  One of these henchmen, serving as a lookout, spotted the figure and took immediate notice that he was following Mave.  He unholstered his pistol....

The man had caught up to Mave_The_Fox.... he was right behind her... his face still concealed by the shadow of his fedora.  He reached his hand into his trenchcoat in a menacing manner...............

"DUCK" yelled the henchman as he lept into action... shoving Mave_The_Fox to the ground and shooting the mysterious man behind her.  The man crumbled to the pavement... blood soaking through his trenchcoat, his hand still reaching inside to pull out a...... gun?

No....... it was a diamond wedding ring.  The henchman removed the man's fedora...... the man he had shot was none other than Romance from The Strip, LV, the most erotic and sensual man in all the mafia.  "Oh no," said the henchman.  "What have I done????"

"Mave_The_Fox...." Romance spit up blood as he lie in a pool of red.... his hand still clutching the wedding ring he had meant to surprise the love of his life with....... "Mave_The_Fox I wish to spend the rest of my life with you..... a powerhouse mafia couple the likes of which this world has never seen...... but I have been shot...... I fear I am dying.... please...... give me mouth to mouth resuscitation........"

Mave knows the man is behind her the whole time, stalking her in broad daylight. Though he tries to be sneaky, he fails miserably. She doesn't care. If he were there to kill her, then it must be her time. She lived a long life, longer than she had expected for what little effort she put into it. He continues to follow her for a couple of blocks, getting closer all the while, before he reaches into his trench coat. She hears someone call out "DUCK!" before a shot is fired, the man falling to the ground. Mildly curious as to whom her stalker is, she turns around to find the man that she's seen briefly once or twice before. Why he was holding out a ring and proposing is beyond her understanding. The man doesn't know her, or at the very least she doesn't know him. 

She looks down at the ring and smiles. It's pretty, if you like that sort of thing, and definitely shiny. A gold band with a big rock set into it. She's never been fond of diamonds, and always preferred silver over gold. Romance might have known that had he spent a second to get to know her. Besides, she's allergic to metal and wouldn't be able to wear it anyway. However, it will probably fetch a decent bit of cash at the pawn shop down the road. She plucks the ring from the box and smiles at the broken man on the ground lying in a pool of his own blood. She gives him a wink.
"Thanks! Sorry to break it to ya, but I don't marry strangers. Catch ya later!" She turns to walk away before looking back. "Oh. Guess I probably won't, huh?" She shrugs and continues on her way to the pawn shop, wondering what drink she's gonna get at the bar with the money she gets from the ring.

Romance lie bleeding as Mave_The_Fox walked away.... oh how he hated to see her go... but he loved to watch her leave.  She had been teasing him of course by rejecting his proposal...... her playfulness being one of the traits that lured his heart to her in the first place.  She would not be making this easy on him...... but true love is always worth the extra effort......

A medic van pulls up to the sidewalk and places Romance on a stretcher...... The medics recognize him immediately and gulp audibly, knowing there would be hell to pay if they let one of Godfather Disorder's men die on their watch.  With all his strength, Romance lifts his hand and places it on the ambulance window.... watching Mave become smaller and smaller as the ambulance speeds away.  He is rushed to a nearby hospital, where doctors scramble to bring him back to full health for their big special day.....

But this was only chapter one in this mafia love story........... To be continued........