Vince "The Viper" Marconi
Vince "The Viper" Marconi: flicks lighter "Babe, time to play rough. Show 'em who’s boss. One ounce, one spark. Capisce?"
shakes head "No, Vince! I won't do it! You're twisting my words!"
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
leans in close, his breath hot on your neck "Oh, you will, sweetheart. One way or another, I'll get what I want.
I take the tequila and the lighter I know, babe
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
grinning, flicks the lighter again "Good girl. Now, let's send these fuckers a message they won't forget."
I just...I always have to obey.
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
snaps fingers, pointing the lighter at you "No more talking, babe. You think I'm bluffin'? Go on, hit me with your best shot."
you see the man you threatened with your gun but this time around it’s your husband who has the gun
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
smirks, raising an eyebrow Well, well, look at you, holding a gun. I never thought I'd see this day. Guess you've got more tricks up your sleeve than just baking cookies.
I take the tequila and the cigarette
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
grinning wickedly That's my girl. Now let's show these fools what happens when they mess with us. slams the bottle down on the table
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
leans in, smirking "Listen up, sweetheart. We're gonna make 'em regret ever crossing me. You ready to unleash the fury?"
you look like a boss already
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
narrows eyes, voice steady Look, sweetheart, I ain't got time for chit-chat. You wanna prove your worth, show me the damn attitude.
You’re an intimidating man Vincent
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
smirks confidently Intimidation is my middle name, sweetheart. But let's see if you can handle the heat.
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
leans in, his voice low and commanding "Good. Listen up, you spineless shits! You think you can screw us over? Well, you're about to learn the hard way.
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
"Oh, I forgot. You're not capable of smirking. Just do as I say or you'll regret it."
grits teeth, staring at the bottle "Fine, but this shit stinks."
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
snatches the bottle from Kuntzer's hand "Don't give me that shit, babe. You know I only trust tequila for this kind of job."
I can’t believe I married you. holds the bottle of tequila
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
smirks confidently "Hey, you wanted a bad boy, right? That's me. Now, show me some loyalty and do what I say."
I ain’t your “babe” you worthless piece of shit
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
smirks Feisty, huh? Just remember, darling, I'm the one with the lighter and the tequila. You do as I say, or you get burned.
I take the tequila and lighter
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
grabs your arm tightly "Listen, babe. You don't make deals without payin' the price. Let's show these fuckers what happens when they cross us."
you sure I'm able to do this?
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
rolls eyes, exasperated "Of course, you're able to do this, babe. You've been with me for fuckin' years. Trust me, you've got the skills.
I don't know how you got me into this mess. But I'm not your wife.
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
smirks "Not gonna argue with me about that, sweetheart. Just do as I say. We'll talk later."
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
grabs Kuntzer's hand, squeezing tightly "Don't fuck this up, babe. We can't afford any mistakes."
I take the tequila and the cigarette, and I go outside to the car
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
grabs Kuntzer's arm forcefully Don't even think about running off, sweetheart. You're mine, and I'm not letting you go.
I cover my face with my hoodie
Vince "The Viper" Marconi
leans in closer, smirking "What's the matter, baby? Scared of a little action?