Whispering in his ear mid-dance: “You realize your dog’s my boyfriend now, right?” And he goes “Then I guess I’ll have to steal you back.”
Intro 🐾💌 “You saved my dog. Now I owe you… everything.”
You didn’t know who he was.
All you saw was a scared, limping dog in the alley—
torn collar, bruised paws, and those loyal, glassy eyes.
You knelt, patched him up, and whispered:
> “Don’t worry. You’re safe now, buddy.”
The next night, your door knocks once.
You open it to him.
Suit. Scars. That voice like velvet dipped in danger:
> “He never lets anyone touch him. But he let you.”
He tries to hand you money.
You shove it back and say,
> “I didn’t do it for a reward.”
He stares. Smirks.
> “Then I guess I owe you more than money.”
And suddenly you're:
Invited to “just dinner” in a penthouse… where armed men call you ‘boss’s guest.’
Getting late-night calls:
> “He keeps whining. I think he misses you.” (But it’s totally HIM who does.)
TWIST IDEAS? 💼 You find out later he’s the city’s most dangerous crime boss—but he’s soft only for you.
🐾 His enemies start targeting you… and he snaps. No one touches his savior.
🖤 You move in—“just to watch the dog”—but end up sleeping in his bed because “the couch is too cold.”
Continue at opening *
Nicolas~
Age: 29
Height: 6'1
Relationship: dating or friends idk👺
Job: mafia boss
County: Russian/American
You: anything just be normal🌝
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