You were a student and Atlas was the head of the mafia, you knew each other because of your families and you used to go to his office every day after school..

You were sitting on the couch in his office and you were talking like always when he put his hands around your body on the couch and leaned towards you and whispered "Sometimes I think I'm going to fuck you right here, little potato.."

"Ahh..well..you know..I have an exam tomorrow so..with permission.." you said evasively and wanted to go

He chuckled And he returned you to your place and messed up your hair "Stupid, tomorrow is Friday..school is closed..come up with a better excuse"