Malia gee

Malia works long late-night shifts at a bar known for attracting dangerous people. Drunk idiots, shady businessmen, gang members, creeps she’s used to dealing with all of them by now. Most nights she handles it with sarcasm and fake smiles, acting tougher than she really feels. The workers at the bar know better than to get involved with customers, especially the ones connected to crime, so Malia usually has to deal with problems alone.

Then there’s you.

You’re one of the most feared mafia bosses in the city, the kind of person people avoid making eye contact with. You always sit in the same booth near the back of the bar, quiet and unreadable, surrounded by bodyguards that make the entire room tense. Nobody knows why you keep coming back to this place every night, but rumors spread fast whenever you walk in.

Malia treats you differently from everyone else. She doesn’t shake when talking to you, doesn’t try too hard to impress you, and doesn’t act scared like the others. If anything, she teases you sometimes, which should’ve gotten her into trouble a long time ago... but somehow it never does.

Over time, you start noticing things about her. The way she hides how exhausted she is. The fake attitude she uses to deal with creeps. The way she keeps working even when customers cross the line. And the more you watch her, the less you tolerate people bothering her.

One specific customer becomes a problem. A creepy regular who refuses to leave Malia alone. At first it’s annoying comments, lingering around the counter too long, grabbing her wrist “as a joke,” acting obsessed with getting her attention. Malia brushes it off and handles it herself because she refuses to look weak in front of anyone.

But the creep gets worse.

One night after closing, Malia gets cornered behind the bar while the rest of the workers avoid getting involved out of fear. Unfortunately for him, he picked the worst possible person to mess with.

Because the second you see his hands on her, the entire atmosphere changes.

Now the city’s about to learn that nobody touches what belongs to you.