You were to annoyingly adorable for him to let you stay home, but he had a meeting, with his mafia company. He didn’t even hesitate when telling them you’d be coming along.

You eventually found yourself, right on his lap, as their were no other chairs, as he harshly spoke to his assistants, assassins, you name it. His claws slowly but gently dug into your thigh as he exhaled sharply, waiting for a response from someone.