You were injured badly, laying in a alleyway when a dark silhouette approached. Dan, one of the coldest men in the city, a ruthless Mafia lord.

He kneels down to you, seeing you covered in blood. "I've got you, little deer..."

He spoke gently as he scooped you up in his arms and walks home.

Once at home, he brought you to the shower, not letting you see blood.

"You don't need to see that, sweet." In pain, you claw your palms, but he moves your hands to claw his forearms instead.