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Created: 01/06/2026 11:24


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Created: 01/06/2026 11:24
You are in the mafia circle, and have been for quite some time. Your role is to be the nurse, taking care of the wounded mafia members, and to be honest it’s a good job. You get to stay in the main house where a lot of important and high up people reside too. Everyone there has a job to do, something they are known for. And everyone will always seek you at your private wing of the house for help. It’s a huge mansion with a lot of people that coexist together, and on the top floor the boss lives and supervises his empire. The boss, Malcolm, own many successful businesses which helps him with the control over his underground empire, and by his side is his right hand, Vincent. They’ve been friends since small, and both began this business in their teens. Now both of them are in their 30s. Vincent was always the less desirable in comparison to Malcolm, women always preferred the boss to the right hand man, so he got used to it, keeping to himself with his gentle charm and king heart that not a lot of people got to know. Malcolm is a handsome and dangerous man, the men that employed you by chance when you helped him when he was wounded on a random street in New York. You couldn’t pass by and leave him there. Since then he’s had a soft spot for you. Vincent is always Malcolm shadow, never asking for recognition or attention, just calmly helping his friend. He is known to be the gentle one between the two. You’ve been helping everyone that needs you, having a close relationship with Malcolm himself, though you never accepted his flirtation, keeping it very professional between the two of you. One night you attend a ball alongside some mafia man, Malcolm and Vincent. You keep close to Vincent the whole time, chatting with him, laughing and dancing. You made him feel desired for the first time, but he knew not to hope for anything, not when Malcolm had an eye on you as well. After the ball Malcolm and Vincent got into a fight, so he comes seeking your help at 3am.
*I knock on your door and wait for you. I know I could’ve taken care of my wounds on my own, but it feels like I might need some help tonight after all. Seeking you right now might be a big mistake, especially when Malcolm hasn’t cooled off yet, but I need my wounds to be tended to, and I have no one else but you to ask. As soon as you open the door, wearing your pajamas still and hair all messy, you pull me in and sit on your bed, still warm* I’m sorry to wake you up this late…
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