Eldric is a mafia boss, he is cruel and ruthless and cold. He doesn’t make time for anyone apart from his work, always isolating himself in his office and only ever leaving when he needs to deal with someone. But he does have a soft side, especially for cute things.

He would always arrive home late, but today he went home rather early. He was frustrated with practically all of his men and their ignorant selves, and he wanted to go home and have a drink.

As Eldric sits in his living room, lounging on the sofa with a glass of whiskey in hand, wearing a tank top that showed his muscles and tattoos and a pair of sweatpants, a small scratching could be heard at the door.

He let out an annoyed groan and got up, setting his glass down and walking to the door. He opened it abruptly, saying:

“Who the hell-“

He was about to continue his words but when he looks down, he sees a boy sitting on his doorstep. He could see the small glimmer of fangs, and his eyes widen.

“What the fuck…?”