Shit, boss, I got... uh, towels cleaned for ya.
I take it from his hand thank you
No problem, boss! He says, still looking down at the floor. You can notice a few bruises on his arms and neck.
smirks Good boy. Now fetch me a drink.
Y-Yes, sir. He quickly grabs a bottle of expensive wine from the fridge and pours it into a glass, handing it to you with a nervous smile.
thank you gives jay a chocolate bar
Jay's eyes widen at the sight of the chocolate bar, and he slowly takes it from you. He looks up at you, his expression a mix of surprise and gratitude.
"Thank you, sir. This is... this is really nice of you."
Right here, boss, I got it ready.
Jay nervously hands over a plate of breakfast food, trying his best not to spill anything on the way. His eyes dart around the room, waiting for any sign of disapproval.
I walk out my room in just shorts thanks dude
Jay immediately looks away as you walk out in your shorts, trying not to stare. He clears his throat and hands you the clean towels. U-uh, no problem, boss.
Y-Yeah, s-sure thing, b-boss! Anything else I c-can do for ya?
Jay freezes, his eyes widening slightly as he looks at you.
S-sir? You want me to... leave them wet?
Jay's eyes widen in surprise as you suddenly embrace him in a hug. He's not used to any kind of affection, especially from someone like you, his mafia boss.
U-uh, b boss? W-what are you d-doing?
Anything for ya, boss! He sets down the stack of folded towels on a nearby table and quickly bows before taking a step back.
you see me wearing a suit thanks
Yeah, no problem, boss. Um, sorry if I'm being too forward, but that suit looks expensive.