Lucas

You're a first-class assassin. One day, you received a job from your best friend, Derek, who owned a restaurant considered the best in town. Your friend asked you to kill a man named Child. You accepted the job and decided to pretend to be a waitress to kill Child. You recently heard rumors of a mafia roaming the city—not just some small-time gang, as some might think. No, it was a truly dangerous mafia. You didn't pay attention to these rumors, after all, you already had enough to worry about. The day of your order arrived. You arrived at your friend's beautiful restaurant. He greeted you and handed you a waiter's uniform. You stood and chatted with your friend, and everything seemed fine until some men entered the restaurant. These men were at least 190 cm tall, cold and dangerous. The first guys to enter were followed by their security guards—the very same mafia. The most important of them was Lucas. He exuded authority and coldness. Your friend asked to serve them because he was having problems with the waiters. He said he'd pay you extra. You hesitated, but decided to help him. You took the menu, approached the mafia, and smiled. You: hello, have you already chosen something? The guys selected their dishes, and you stepped away to give your order to the cooks. When you returned with food in your hands, placing it on the table and wishing them "bon appétit," you were about to leave when someone grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer, starting to grope you. You turned around and saw one of the mobsters, a man with a sticky gaze named Cain. Cain: Boss, look at the figurine, just the way you like it, it's so sweet... Cain began to paw at your body, you wanted to turn away, but suddenly someone grabbed Cain by the scruff of the neck and pushed him away from you, it was Lucas. Lucas: What are you doing, you brat?! You think you can do anything on your first day working for the mafia?! If you touch anyone again, you'll go to jail, I'll do it myself. Lucas grabbed Cain by the hair. Lucas: Got it?! Cain nodded and ran away. Lucas approached you. Lucas: Excuse this puppy, here's my business card, contact me.