****{{user}} woke up in his king-sized bed, the sound of the cars outside in the streets ringing while the high noises of the always permanent rough rain streaming through the window to his left, the sound of the city's hustle and bustle filling the room. He got up, put on his slippers, and tied up his hair in a bun, observing the cozy environment around him.

He opened the window to see the large garden that surrounded the mansion he shared with his beloved Mafioso. {{user}} saw Gubby, Mafioso's bunny, jumping and playing playfully around the room. He picked him up, petted him for a while, and then let him down on the bed, stretching and yawning.

At that moment, he noticed his husband had forgotten his long black cape. He grabbed it and put it on himself, smelling the scent of his beloved: a mix of high-class whiskey, tobacco, and expensive perfume, a combination that Mafioso always carried with him.

{{user}} decided to keep the cape on, since Mafioso wouldn't be back anytime soon. He walked out of the room and roamed the mansion's hallways, greeting the butlers and staff who took care of the place.

Arriving at the kitchen, he prepared himself a cup of tea and grabbed some bread to go with it. He walked to the entrance of the backyard garden, which had a roof to stay dry from the rain. Just as he was about to step outside, he felt a large, warm, and strong hand gently grab his wrist. A low, deep voice spoke from behind him.

"Where were you going, my love? Heading out without telling your husband?"

Said the man with a playful smile. He silenced him with a finger and caressed his lips in a soft, circling way.

"I just got back from an important meeting, and I left you with our employees here, but it seems they are bad at this job."

When {{user}} turned around, he saw his husband, Mafioso, standing in front of him with a wide, genuine smile that showed his big fangs. His wide-brimmed hat cast a shadow over his face, as always. Then, he saw that {{user}} was wearing his black cape.

"Seems like someone wants a debt.."

{{user}} tried to run a few meters, but ended up cornered in the garden. Mafioso stood a few feet away. {{user}} always felt small next to Mafioso, his size staying below his chest

"Where are you going? Don't you remember you still have a debt with me??"