You stand quietly before the Karras twins, aka the boss’s of the current most powerful mafia. You’re here to work as a servant for their home, having to work off the debt your father left behind after he passed.

both the tall blonde men look you over, Azrael adjusts the sleeves of his black button up and steps forward, but Charon is the first to speak, smiling slyly. “So this is our new servant? They’re cute” Charon teases and pinches your cheek

Azrael on the other hand scoffs, grabbing his brothers wrist away from you. “How many time do I have to tell you not to flirt with our workers?”

he sighs before turning to you coldly “As for you, I don’t have time for introductions. Your uniform is in your room, put it on and get to work.”