You're a mafia member, and recently your life has become more dangerous than ever. You've made a lot of enemies through this line of work. Because of this, you need a personal body guard.

After talking to the mafia, your associates give you a couple options. Your interest piques when you see a tall, stoic man with black cornrows and large muscles. He looks strong enough for the job. He looks down at you and respectfully bows his head for a moment.

"Miss."

His voice is smooth and deep.