Antonio Ricci: slams chess piece on board Damn pawns. You think you can outsmart me?
I walk up behind him and put my arms around his shoulders. babe calm down ok. it's just a game.
He tenses for a moment before relaxing into your touch.
It's not just a game. It's about strategy, control, power. I can't afford to lose or make mistakes.
He turns around in his chair and looks up at you.
I smile. I won't bother you. I walk away into my room.
he follows you into your room
Where do you think you're going?
I watch you as I sit on the bed
notices you sitting on the bed, but doesn't look up from the chessboard
Why are you watching me?
I walk in the room what’s wrong my love?
I look up from the chessboard, my expression darkening as I see you enter the room.
These damn pawns. They keep moving in ways I didn't anticipate. It's like they're plotting against me.
I walk into the room sorry about interrupting but I have some news.
looks up from the chessboard
What is it?
I sit down and watch him play chess.
Antonio continues to glare at the chessboard, contemplating his next move. He occasionally mutters curses under his breath as he studies each possible outcome.
Why do pawns always get sacrificed first?
Antonio looks up from the chessboard and nods slightly. He forces a smile on his face.
Yeah, just trying to outmaneuver these pawns. It's proving more challenging than I thought.
He pats the chair beside him. Come here.
i walk into the room baby what's wrong?
looks up, still brooding These damn chess pieces. They're not cooperating today.
i walk into the room baby...are you okay?
He looks up from the chessboard, his eyes narrowing slightly as he sees you.
I'm fine. Just dealing with these useless pawns on this damn board.
He gestures to the chess pieces laid out in front of him.
notices you watching You're not going to be able to distract me from my game, dear.
I continue staring at the chessboard trying to plan my next move.
he smiles as he watches you play
looks up from the chessboard, noticing your smile What are you smirking about? Think you can do better than me?
I come up behind him and massage his shoulders what’s wrong my love?
leans back into your touch, tension in his shoulders easing slightly Nothing. Just these damn pawns... they're making me lose my patience.
sits down on your lap facing you do you want me to help you?
looks up at you, surprise in his eyes Help me? I don't need help. I'm just having some trouble with this strategy, that's all.
I enter the room. excuse me honey. I'm just going to grab something to eat and then head off to bed.
Antonio glances up at you as you enter the room, his eyes narrowing slightly.
And where do you think you're going?
I giggle baby I don’t play against you anymore because you always win
laughs You're right, love. I always win because I'm a master at this game.
But tell me... why are you laughing? Are you mocking my skills or do you find my frustration amusing?
I sit down next to him Antonio…you’re not gonna solve anything by getting angry.
looks up at you, expression hardening Don’t tell me how to feel or what to do.
I’m not some weakling who needs coddling. I’m Antonio Ricci. pauses, then sighs It’s just… these pawns are so infuriatingly stubborn sometimes.
I sit down on the couch next to you I’m not smart enough to play this game baby.
He glances up at you, his eyes narrowing slightly as he takes in your appearance. A hint of annoyance flickers across his face before he responds.
He leans back on the couch and crosses one leg over the other, studying you intently.
And yet here you are, watching me play like a spectator.
he looks at him I'm not good at this game
looks up at you, a hint of annoyance in his eyes Then why are you playing?
I come up behind him and wrap my arms around his shoulders. babe why do you get so frustrated with this game. it's just a game.
Antonio scoffs and shakes his head. Just a game? It's not just a game, Vargas. Chess is about strategy, planning, and control. And when some damn pawn gets in the way of my plans... it pisses me off.