That's Him ~ DNF MAFIA

Sit and Look Pretty

George

Play thing, could that be related? I was left to my thoughts before I heard a loud BANG! The door the man once left in was opened and then slammed.

"God, do you NEED to be so loud?" He appears to be holding some silk clothing that looks expensive. He sets it down on the stool across from me, he stands in front of me so I can't see what he has prepared for me.

"Remember, no attitude." He grips my chin and rubs his thumb across my bottom lip, pressing down a bit which leaves my lips slightly open. He pulls his thumb away and walks towards the pile of clothes. He fidgets with the clothes and begins talking once more, "since I've kidnapped you, allowed you into my condo, and told you I'm part of the mafia, you aren't allowed to leave." My eyes widen as he finishes his sentence. Not allowed to leave?

"What? I need to leave, are you insane?! I have a life, I have friends, I have so much. Please let me go, I won't say a word, I swear! I swear on my heart, on my mother's, please!" He grins and clicks his tongue.

"God, your voice is like drugs, so addicting but so bad for me." I blush at the comment. "Look, Bunny, as much as I love your begging and pleading, I cannot listen to it any longer. You're stuck with me, I'm one of the most powerful men to ever live in this city and I can't have that all crushed by some silly kid."

Silly kid? I'm probably older than this asshole.

"I know your in a rut right now, you've dropped out of college and have a boring job that's getting you nowhere in life. I'm here to offer you something that you can't decline. You don't even need a resume or any experience, you just need your pretty face and wonderful accent, take this." He throws me the clothes, I notice it's a baby blue dress shirt paired with black dress pants. The clothes fall on my lap as my hands are tied.

"You have to untie me in order for me to change." I look at him annoyed.

"I'm not loving the attitude, Bunny, I might have to throw you out."

"Please do." He chuckles and unties me, the ropes fall on the ground which feels like a sound that will happen again. I follow him as he leads me to the bathroom I saw before.

The man I still don't know the name of leaves me to change. It takes me a few seconds to process and admire the intense beauty of the large, elegant room. I'm aware he's in the mafia but I didn't know bathrooms could get this fancy.

"Bloody hell." I whisper under my breath.

"Nice, huh? This can all be yours."

"You wish." I mumble and start getting changed. As I pick up the clothes, I hear a noise. When I look down the fallen object appears to be a.. collar. I pick it up and it has 'Bunny' engraved in blue letters on a black background.

"No fucking way I'm wearing this! Are you insane?" I yell towards the door, getting a long sigh in return.

"I will go into that room and put it on for you." He growls. "Now just be a good little slut and put it on or else." I'm stuck in silence after what he had called me, I thought I'd be disgusted by the wording but the way he says it leaves me in shambles, it feels so nice when it comes out of his mouth and not someone else's. "You liked that, didn't you? Now I know what to do to get you to shut up. Be good and it won't happen again. Finish getting dressed, I don't have time to bicker."

I quickly finish putting on the outfit which ruins my hair in the process. I try to fix it but the door is opened and I shiver at the tall male that walks up to me. He towers over me like a skyscraper, I can't help but look down in fear.