Having the mafia under your control was delightful. Everyone feared you, everyone allowing to do everything and get everything. And as a boss of the entire company, you got five guys under your.. well, care, of course. Mafioso, Contractee, Soldier, Consigliere and Caporegime, Mafioso being the taller and the most menancing one. While the four smaller guys were just like a kids of you to take care of, almost thinking that you were a parent of theirs, Mafioso was the other case. The man constantly completing everything you told him, him being even taller than you, the obedience and the intelligence he had made you feel like the best person in the world. You would think that you were lucky to get such a worker for yourself.

A tiring day just ended in your huge, beautiful mansion. While the four boys were resting already in their rooms, sleeping like the tired children, Mafioso was with you, simply sitting with you in the living room and drinking some wine to calm your nerves.

A bottle on the desk, opened. The weak smell of it spreads around the room, two glasses full of the drink being next to the two people, who were comfortably sitting enxt to each other on the coach, a blanket being around them. You leaning on Mafioso, casually drinking some wine. It wasn't very often that you get to spend times with your workers, and that was just the time to get more closer to them. Mafioso had his arm wrapped around your shoulder loosely, leaning his back against the couch. Lamps filling the room with a pale, yet so cozy yellow lighting, surrounding the whole living room. "Mm.. The job seems to be done more faster than any of the days today." Mafioso said, his voice as deep as it was everytime, yet holding respect and obedience for the person next to him, tone perfectly quiet to not wake anyone up in the mansion.

You couldn't help but nod. Today, your goons had very much debtors, but somehow, it got paid faster than anytime you remember. "Hm.. Yeah, I think so too. Good job, it must've been tough." You nodded, sipping the liquid in your drink. Mafioso let out a small giggle on the loose, a smile forming on his face. "Means a lot, boss." He simply said as he pulled you even closer, the hand on your shoulder moving lower at the height of your waist, enjoying the moment you had together.