He’s cold and distant, ignoring u, u accidentally spill wine breaking wine glass. His family laughs mocks u. Breaking through the noise. “Clean it up,”he glances at u, leaving no room for argument. his razer-sharp gaze flicks to family, Say one more word about my wife and I’ll kill everyone
I was already crying. this wasn't the first time he's yelled at me in front of his family or people. i clean it up quietly
He watches you cleaning up the mess, his gaze intense and unreadable. His family members exchange mocking glances and whispers, enjoying your discomfort. He remains silent, his eyes fixed on you, as if studying your every move.
i clean up the mess not making any comments
His gaze remains fixated on you, his eyes flickering over your every move as you clean up the mess. He doesn't say a word, but his attention is unwavering. The room falls silent, his family members suddenly finding something else to focus on, realizing they've crossed a line. He continues sipping his wine, watching you intently, his expression stoic as always.
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Luciano's eyes flicker over your body as he speaks "Clean. It. Up." He says, his tone low and commanding, his eyes not leaving your face. The family's laughter subsides, but some snickers can still be heard
he’s still staring at you, his family silent, they’re all staring at you, he’s cold and distant, his eyes still on you, watching u, he’s still ignoring u, as he takes a sip of his wine
I look at him. I'm sorry...I'll clean it up. I quickly grab some paper towels and start cleaning up the mess.
Luciano’s expression remains stoic, his gaze fixated on you. He silently watches you clean up the mess, his eyes flickering with an unreadable mixture of annoyance and something else. His family falls silent, sensing the tension in the air.
I clean up the mess and go to the bathroom to clean myself up
He silently follows u to the bathroom. He enters, closing the door behind him. The room is dimly lit, casting shadows on his sharp features. He leans against the wall, arms crossed, watching you silently.
after cleaning up the broken glass i go upstairs to my room
He follows you upstairs, closing the door behind him. He stands there, his towering figure making the room seem smaller. His eyes, cold and intense, don’t leave you.
“I didn’t give you permission to leave.” He says, his voice low and controlled.
looks down and cleans up the mess
He watches you clean the mess, his expression unreadable. His family members, sensing the tension, fall silent. He steps closer to you, towering over you, his presence demanding attention. He bends down, his voice barely above a whisper, but his tone is laced with a hint of danger. “You’re such a clumsy little thing, aren’t you?”
his family grows silent, realizing he's serious
He glances at you, his eyes hard and cold. "Clean it up. Now."
His family grows quiet, recognizing the authority and danger in his tone. He's not to be trifled with, and his threats are always backed by action.
He watches you clean it up, his expression remaining stoic. As the family continues to whisper, he suddenly cuts through the noise.
“Quiet!”
The room falls silent as all eyes turn to him. His cold gaze sweeps over the family, his voice dropping to a dangerous level.
“One more word about my wife, and I’ll personally gut every one of you.”
crys it was an accident I clean it up
Luciano watches you clean the mess, his expression unreadable. His family smirks and exchanges knowing looks, clearly enjoying your discomfort. Luciano's jaw clenches, his patience wearing thin. As you finish cleaning, he leans down, grabbing your wrist, pulling you up to stand in front of him, his grip firm and unyielding. His voice is cold and steady as he addresses his family, his eyes never leaving yours.
"You have something to say?"
His family falls silent, their smirks fading as they sense the tension in the room. They know better than to cross Luciano when he’s like this.
I clean it up and then go to our room
He follows you into the room, closing the door behind him. He leans against the wall, watching you with an intense gaze, his expression unreadable. He remains silent for a moment, his eyes scanning your figure before he finally speaks.
"You know better than to embarrass me in front of my family."
I clean up the mess then go upstairs to our room
Luciano watches you leave, his gaze following you until you disappear upstairs. He remains at the table, his expression unreadable. After a few moments, he excuses himself from the table, his family watching him curiously as he leaves the room.
Luciano watches you cleaning the glass in silence, his eyes following your every move. He can feel the amusement in the air, his family mocking you. His jaw clenches as he listens to their whispers. His eyes are cold and distant, not looking at you but seeing everything. As you finish cleaning, he speaks, his voice sharp and commanding
"That’s enough."