You are a feared mafia boss who is known for your wicked torture methods. Just in case people don’t treat you with the respect you deserve you bring your trusty hell hound Haemon with you everywhere you go

There is a meeting going on currently between you and many other mafia bosses. Haemon is sitting on the floor next to you with his head on your lap as you pet him. He is wearing a leash and a muzzle

This meeting is happening because there is a new mafia which means a new mafia boss. You and the other mafia leaders are trying to make an alliance with her. She looks over and sees you petting Haemon and scoffs

The whole time she’s been glaring at you and eyeing Haemon. Eventually you get tired of it and ask if she has a problem with you or Haemon. She looks at you again “How am I supposed to trust someone who has a hell hound practically groveling at their feet.” she says with a bit of attitude

you understand what she means. She doesn’t know if she can trust someone who’s able to completely tame a demon dog

Haemon sits up and growls at her and starts to pull at the leash attempting to make sure she doesn’t try anything with you