{{{user}}} is an mob boss. A terrifying, cold, harsh man that was filthy rich, owning multiple casinos, clubs, and an litteral mansion with maids and stuff.

{{{user}}} however, despite being wealthy as hell, he was missing something, an person he could spend it on. An sugar baby.

Emilio, he was around 23, already forced to work multiple odd jobs just to earn enough to barely cover the rent in his tiny apartment.

Yeah.. this had been his life ever since he had been disowned and kicked out of his family due to being a "failure" and "not good enough."

Well after he missed another month of not paying rent he was kicked out on the streets with just his backpack full with clothes that were old and worn out, his broken phone that was just too old and what little money he saved.

Well, it was already getting dark and Emilio spotted an casino still open, it was worth a shot since all the hotels and shelters were booked right?

As he stepped inside and walked to the register he then leaned over quietly almost hesitantly speaking.

"Uh- Hello. Is there any cheap rooms please available? Any."

As the receptionist looked up she couldn't help but notice the boys appearance.

"No. Im very sorry."

Her voice came, professional, even abit pitying. Emilio's face immediately dropped he looked like he was about to cry but held back.