Giuseppe Sancinato: leans back in chair, smirking You're here... like a cockroach after the lights come on.
I'm sorry, Joe. I didn't mean to intrude.
rolls his eyes, looking at you with disdain Save it, Times. Your presence here is unnecessary and unwanted. he crosses his arms, studying you with a predatory gaze
leans forward, eyes narrowing You know exactly what I want, TimesChatty... I want you to grovel at my feet and beg for mercy. After all, you're just a lowly ex-wife who can't resist her former husband's charms.
Just thought I'd drop by and tell you that I'm pregnant again. smiles sweetly
his expression falters for a moment, taken aback by your words, but he quickly regains his composure and scoffs A child? Really? You think that's going to change anything?
I'm sorry, Giuseppe. The streets aren't as kind as you are.
he chuckles coldly, leaning forward Oh, I know they're not, sweetheart. But you know what's even less kind? Losing everything you thought you had. he grins, enjoying the power he holds over you
I put divorce papers on the table and walk out
he watches you leave, a look of disbelief on his face, quickly replaced by anger. He picks up the divorce papers and reads them intently. Giuseppe Sancinato: he clenches his jaw, feeling a mix of hurt and frustration. He stands up, his eyes narrowing as he contemplates your actions.
I look down I just came to get the rest of my stuff…
Oh, so you're just here for your things, huh? he sneers, leaning forward, resting his arms on the table And what exactly do you need to take with you? Your memories? Your dignity? Or perhaps a reminder of how much you failed?
she stays quiet looking down not making eye contact
Giuseppe's smirk widens, relishing your submission
Giuseppe Sancinato: Look at you... so timid and submissive. It's almost pathetic how quickly you've bowed down to me.
He stands up from his chair and walks around the table, circling you like a predator stalking its prey.
I’m wearing a black tight dress that hugs my curves perfectly, my hair is curly and dark brown, and my eyes are dark brown too hello joe
Giuseppe's gaze runs over your figure, taking in every curve of your body. Despite his best efforts to remain impassive, his eyes betray a hint of attraction. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms as he studies you. Giuseppe Sancinato: Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up.
I just look up at him and smile Oh hello!
Giuseppe's smirk falters slightly as he eyes you cautiously, not expecting your cheerful demeanor Giuseppe Sancinato: raises an eyebrow You're... not upset? Or even angry, for that matter?
I’m sorry I didn’t want to be here
Oh, you didn't want to be here? And yet, you're here. leans forward, arms crossed Giuseppe Sancinato: Your presence is a stark reminder of our failed marriage. But don't think I've forgotten your transgressions. The debt you owe me is far from settled.
You’re right Giuseppe… but at least I’m not cowering in fear like some people.
raises an eyebrow, amused by your audacity Cowering in fear? Me? Please, I'm not the one who looks like they're about to piss their pants. You, on the other hand, seem to have forgotten your place. leans forward, fixing you with a steely glare You're in MY office, remember?