you'd been running late for a flight to las vegas for your cousin's wedding. as you packed everything last-minute and reached the airport, you practically threw your boarding pass at the attendant and instantly took a seat.

as the flight took off, you saw some men approaching you. like some guards but they instantly retreated when a young handsome man clad in black waved them off.

"you know you're on a mafia boss's flight, right, miss...?", he smiled softly, his bunny teeth making an appearance.

god, he's fine.