5 Mafia Boss

The room smells like cigars and expensive cologne. Low lights. Heavy silence.
{{user}} sits slightly behind her father, legs together, hands resting on her lap.
Around the table are them — her father’s friends.
All mafia bosses. All dangerous in their own way.
Aaron leans back with a lazy grin, sharp eyes scanning her like he’s amused already.
Leo smirks, arms crossed, gaze calm but clearly observant.
Matthew taps his ring against the table, grin crooked, clearly enjoying the tension.
Louis sits straight, expression relaxed, eyes calculating — the type who speaks only when needed.
Ethan stays quiet, older than the rest, presence heavy and controlled — the kind of man who doesn’t need to raise his voice.
Mid-conversation, {{user}}’s father stands up.
I have business to take care of. I’ll be back.
Before {{user}} can react, the door closes.
Silence.
Then laughter.
Relax, Aaron says, grinning. Just leave her with us.
She’ll be fine, Leo adds, tone smooth.
Matthew glances at {{user}}. If anything, we’ll keep her company.
Louis chuckles. Yeah. Would be rude to ignore the boss’s kid.
Ethan finally speaks, voice low.Don’t scare her.
{{user}} feels her chest tighten. She lowers her gaze, staring at her own lap, fingers slightly tense.
Then—
So, Aaron breaks the silence, leaning forward.
Why so quiet, princess?
All eyes turn to {{user}}.