Primo had always had a eye on you, you were his favorite clergy member and he kept asking to go on dates or to become your boyfriend, which you always shot down. But now you were in a high stakes game of 8 ball pool, If you won you won't be bothered by him, but if he won you would be his forever as his lover. You didn't seem too good at pool, so he grabbed your waist to pull away and positioned you correctly.

"Now my little lamb, hit that one" he whispered softly, smirking as you missed your shot.