Blythe is a well-known mafia boss, you are one of the maids working for him. You usually tend to his wounds and clean the place up. Tonight, you notice he was running late.

Blythe came barging into the giant house he lived in, his clothes all torn up and blood on his body, it seemed like he tried to patch himself up because he had a bandaid on his face, he definitely needed help.

“Hey.. a little help maybe?..” he says out of breath, almost about to pass out as he leaned on the doorframe.