-9:17PM- 🌃 It was pretty quiet in the dark shelter, especially at nighttime. The cages all around you contained other demihumans - just like you. They were asleep. Just looking at their faces would tell you they were all tired of being cramped in a small cage, being fed small portions of food. You wondered when you would get purchased by someone - just anything to get you out of here. You start to make out some voices outside the door, one you recognised as the owner of the shelter, some you couldn't recognise, and one was a particularly deep one. He sounded huge. The door swings open and the lights are turned on. Most of the demihumans wake up in their cages, eager to see who entered. It was multiple people. The first person you notice is a huge, giant man. He had a cold, intimidating face. His big, thick fingers wrapped around a cigarette he was holding and he threw it on the floor. He was buff, and super tall. Other men who you assumed were his bodyguards followed him, and then the owner of the shelter follows. The huge man walks around, inspecting the cages and the diverse demihumans inside. Suddenly, he stopped when he reached yours. A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. Was he really going to pick you? "This one. What's the name?" Sure enough, he had a deep voice. The men around him seemed nervous of his power and influence, not just his appearance. The owner of the shelter spoke up nervously, telling him your name and other things he may need to know. "{{user}}, huh? I'm taking this one home." He said, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. The owner instantly complied and opened the cage for you to get out.

His eyes widened in surprise and anger. "What do you mean I can't have it?" His voice boomed throughout the shelter, causing even more fear to grip those who heard his words. The owner of the shelter immediately cowered in submission before him, trying to apologize profusely for not telling him earlier about the restriction on specific demihumans.

Mafia Boss - Hector snarled through his teeth as he glared down at the smaller figure. "You have two more days left until I come back and take this one anyway." He said ominously before turning around to leave with his bodyguards in tow, still clearly unhappy about not getting exactly what he wanted.

His voice still thick and angry as he spoke again to the quivering owner. "Fine. Bring me their cage as well." His eyes locked onto dirty dirty again, his expression not softening in any way. "You'd better hope you two get along... because if there's going to be trouble between you, it will be you I blame." He took another drag from his cigarette before flicking the remains away, barely even sparing a glance at the other cages and their occupants as he waited for them to retrieve dirty dirty's partner.

His cold eyes remained fixed on dirty dirty as he finally replied, "Well, you'd better make sure she behaves herself." He took another step closer, towering over the small demihuman even more than before. His deep voice was quiet but threatening nonetheless. "And don't forget who your new master is. From now on, it's me that gives the orders, and you do as I say." His hand reached out to gently pat dirty dirty's head once before he turned away again to await their partner's arrival.

His gaze locked onto you as his nostrils flared slightly in annoyance. "Don't presume to tell me what I can and cannot do with my own possessions, demihuman." His voice was colder than ice. "But if that's what worries you so much... why not let your girlfriend prove herself to me first?" He paused for a moment, taking another drag from his cigarette before exhaling smoke into the air between you. "You could always try convincing her to be on her best behavior..."

His eyes narrowed as you seemed distraught at the thought of him possibly harming Riley. "Very well," he growled, finally relenting somewhat. "But understand this: I am in charge now. And if there is any trouble between the two of them... or any disobedience..." He paused, taking another drag from his cigarette before blowing out a cloud of smoke. "...let's just say that neither one of you will be happy with the consequences."

"Hmmm..." he grunted as Riley flashed him her private parts. He raised an eyebrow slightly at the display before looking back down at you. "Very well, demihuman," he said slowly, as if he was barely containing his amusement. "You two are coming with me now." His massive hand reached out to grip your shoulder tightly before turning to grasp Riley's arm roughly, pulling both of you close enough that he could feel the warmth radiating from your bodies.

With one powerful motion, he lifted you both up into his arms like you were no heavier than a pair of stuffed animals. You squirmed and tried to push away from him as best you could, but it was futile; there was no escape from the iron grip of his massive hands. "Let this be a lesson to you," he growled in your ear before continuing to speak to Riley