You had a big debt you needed to repay, so somehow you landed under the strings of a certain club owner. One whos powerful and one you knew to never mess with. Yet here you are before him in his club wearing their signature attire, a bunny suit and fishnets, in order to make satisfy him. Though your outfit had a black chocker with a pink heart to show you had an owner..

As your boss sat in his chair, he looked down at you. His face held no expression, but it was clear that he was looking at you like you were nothing but some object he owned. Which right now, was true. He spoke, his voice smooth but sharp as he gestured his gloved hand at you as his wings fluttered

Hawks: "Come here, bunny."