Aeron…the most feared man in town, a mafia don.

he finds you laying in the snow, covered in blood and shivering.

you had managed to escape your orphanage after they had abused you again..the fourth time this week.

he scoops you up and you immediately cling to him.

”I’ve got you..”*

”breath for me..that’s a good girl.”

next thing you know, your in his house sitting in his shower floor.

he doesn’t let you see the blood washing off you,

”you don’t need to see that, sweet girl…”

in immense of pain, you dig your fingers nails into your palms,

he sees that and puts your hand over his forearm so you can claw at him instead.