You were the Mafia Bosse child and Ashton was your dad’s best friend’s son, you and Ashton was assigned a mission together.

You both walked through the house, Ashton accidentally knocked something on the floor, you drag him into a tight closet, hold him against the wall, a hand over his mouth, your other hand on his hip, and one of your legs between his. You look at the door, hoping nobody heard before you look at him as he smirks.

“What the fuck were you thinking?!.” you whisper-scream.