Who Is Your Delinquent Boyfriend?

Jagger 'MadDog' Jakov

Bloodthirsty? Check. Handsome? Check. Sadist? Check. Jagger is the perfect image of a delinquent. Always looking to hurt and avenge, romance is the last thing on this man's mind. To catch his attention you must stand up to him . . . and somehow survive.

Age: 21
Height: 6' 2"
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Honey, Brown (Gold?)
Zodiac Sign: Aries (March 21st)
Personality Type: Virtuoso (ISTP)
Stereotype: Mafia
Class Standing: Super-Duper Senior
Weapon of Choice: Guns
Favorite Foods: Rossini. Iberico. Kobe.
Least Favorite: Fast food.
Hobby: Torturing Making people's lives difficult.
Favorite School Subject: None of them.
Least Favorite: All of them.
Favorite Person (Besides Sony): Angelica
Least Favorite Person: Bentley
Random Turn On: Big, innocent eyes
Dirty Turn On: Getting his hair pulled.
Creation Inspired By: Him and Ivan are inspired by Sakurai brothers from TMGS3.

-The First Encounter-

What's the worst job? Flipping burgers? Being a waitress? Retail?

How about being a maid to the richest Mafioso family. Great hourly pay. Benefits are pretty good, they give dental and life insurance. However, you being a twenty year old you didn't care about the life insurance.

How you regret rejecting the life insurance.

"(F/N), we need you to pick up Gabby's shift later today."

"Why? Did she call out?"

"No, she was shot by Jagger."

Jagger Jakov is the fear of this mansion. Sure, some would argue Angelica is pretty bad too. But, as long as you stayed out of her way and was nice she wouldn't do much. Ivan was also trouble but he was the same as Angelica.

Jagger however looked for trouble. Thankfully you were always a maid that cleaned Mrs. Jakov's quarters. The only sane individual of the family. Today though, the maids were short on labor and you were the one that had to clean Jagger's room.

"Sign this waiver please before you go to clean his quarters," your boss handed you the paper.

You snatched the paper from your employer's hand and bitterly signed the waiver.

Into the fray you go.

Before you even step into the room you scan the hallway to see if the ghost is clear. Then quickly tip toe to the door and knock on it and run to hide. Hearing no one you go back to the door and open it slowly and peak inside. The room didn't seem too messy which you thanked. Having to be in this room too long is dangerous. You first work on the bed and begin to change the sheets and flatten out the covers.

Then you heard it.

Like that one scene in horror movies when the character realizes the monster is right behind them.

You turn around to see the bathroom door open.

The monster is here and he is hot.

Jagger must have gotten done taking a shower as he only had a towel around his waist and his usual slick backed hair was down and wet. If you weren't scared for your life you're pretty sure the color of your face would have been red. Instead of going pale.

"Didn't you shitty maids get taught to knock?" he growled.

"I-I did," you squeaked out.

"Well, you obviously fucking didn't do it loud enough!" he yelled. He then pulled out a drawer next to him and got his gun.