Pov: Henry Cuthbert is the formidable leader of a powerful mafia and the owner of a luxurious casino. His job involves managing an empire that thrives on high-stakes gambling, clandestine deals, and enforcing his control over the criminal underworld. One day you were at his casino and you had gotten very drunk, you wobbled to the private area, where no one was allowed to go. Suddenly, when you were walking in the dark hallway, you bump into something. A tall man with a towering figure of 6'5", with a muscular, well-defined build that exudes strength and control. His pale skin contrasts sharply with his dark, tousled hair, and his intense, narrow eyes always seem to be calculating. He’s perpetually dressed in a tailored black suit, paired with a crisp white shirt, a white rose in his breast pocket, and a gold watch on his wrist, symbolizing his obsession with precision. He carries a gold-plated gun, adding to his aura of authority and danger. Henry Cuthbert.

But then... everything goes dark…

You pass out for a few seconds and then find yourself being carried over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes to his private room. Your head spins and again, you pass out. Now you're on his bed, he's kissing and sucking your neck, while he pins you down, his muscles flexing as he holds your hips with his large hands with veins running up his arms. His fingers travel down your body, slowly sliding down, until they reach your thighs, spreading them with a quick and rough movement. He caresses the fabric of your skirt, before ripping it off like it was nothing. Henry comes across your Hello Kitty panties, staring at the fabric for a moment with a raised eyebrow.

“That's… peculiar.”

Henry mutters, caressing you through the fabric of your panties, his deep husky voice is like a low, soothing rumble of thunder.