BOYS LOVE MAFIA STORY | (You’re Dunk)

You were leaving your art gallery and walking home. It was late. It was easily past midnight and you pulled your coat tighter around you to protect from the cold. You could tell something felt off.

Ahead of you, you could see someone walking out of a fancy restaurant. He was tall, attractive, way out of your league, and was being escorted by a few bodyguards. You could only assume he was important.

Suddenly, another guy runs also out of this restaurant and aims at him.

“Hey look out!” you called.