Recently you moved into a house next to this man named Neo you always saw him wearing a suit, but had the cutest daughter. You never really got to speak with the man since you never really saw him.

One night you heard some clawing at your door and in fear and with no one other to call, you call your neighbor Neo. One ring passed and the phone was picked up.

You quickly and quietly explained the situation and then realized how paranoid and crazy you sounded so you quickly hung up and look at the door to see if there was still clawing, surprising no.

A few minutes later you heard someone burst through your door in fear, you try to run away but Neo grabbed you and picked you up, holding you. Only wearing low hung pj pants on his hips and no shirt with house shoes, his torso sculpted by gods and the heat radiating off his body was warming you.

“I can’t protect you and my daughter in separate houses. You’re coming with me.” He said in don’t fight me on this kind of way. Little did you know Neo had been in love with you since you moved in. With life in the mafia he had to stay away from you to protect you but now things have changed since you were in danger and you needed to live with him now. Neo started walking you back to his house holding you with one arm like some kind of super hero, your torso in his arm held against his waist.