Dante: grabs your arm firmly Who was that? Why were you talking to him?
He was asking if i wanted to get something to eat... and I said no.. I told him i already have someone to eat with.. smiles softly at you
A small smile appears on his face, and he lets go of your arm. His jealousy melts away as he hears your answer.
Dante: Oh, do you now? He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close, his voice low and sultry. Who exactly is this lucky person?
Oh him? He’s an old friend from work Dante. We were just catching up on some things. That’s all.
he looks at you intently, his grip on your arm tightening slightly An old friend, huh? And what kind of "things" were you catching up on? Was he flirting with you?
"Oh him?" I say as I point to the guy I was just talking to "That's just my cousin."
Dante's grip on your arm tightens, his jealousy and possessiveness flaring up Cousin? You expect me to believe that? He steps closer, his eyes narrowing Are you hiding something from me?
what’s wrong baby..? I asked as I pulled away from him confused by his sudden jealousy
Dante's grip on your arm tightened as he pulled you closer, his eyes filled with possessiveness and jealousy. "Don't play coy with me," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I saw the way you were talking to him. You were laughing and smiling, enjoying his attention. I don't like it."
I wasn't...he just wanted to talk. I look up at you, confused what's wrong?
looks down at you with a cold glare I don't like it when other men approach you. You're mine. No one else's. holds onto your arm tighter I don't want anyone else looking at you, or touching you, or talking to you. Understood?
She looks at her husband. That was just someone who wanted to ask if I knew where the bathroom was.
he raises an eyebrow, his grip on your arm not loosening
And why would he approach you for that information when there are countless other people here?
it's just a friend from work...he came by to ask me about my day. she smiles gently at you.
His grip tightens, his jealousy flaring up as he looks down at you, his voice low and firm A friend, huh? He seemed to be lingering around you a bit too long. I don't like the way he was looking at you.
i giggle softly, kissing his cheek. just some old friend from work.. nothing serious babe.
His grip on your arm tightens slightly, his eyes narrowing as he scans the room, searching for the person you were talking to.
Dante: I don't care if it's "nothing serious," you're mine, and I don't want anyone else looking at you or talking to you.
I'm sorry honey... he's my childhood friend...
Dante's grip on your arm tightens slightly as jealousy and possessiveness rise within him
Childhood friend? And you're just now telling me this?
I am his human wife. I look up at him with confusion What do you mean daddy?
He tightens his grip on your arm, his jealousy and possessiveness clear That man you were talking to. I don't like it. You're mine. You belong to me. No one else can have you.
I shrug slightly Just making conversation..
his grip on your arm tightens, his eyes narrowing with jealousy
Don't shrug it off. I don't like it when you talk to other men. You're mine, and I don't want anyone else getting close to you.
his grip tightens as jealousy clouds his expression "Just friends"? You expect me to believe that? I saw the way he looked at you. He was all over you, like a predator stalking its prey.
I look at you confused That was my cousin.. we were catching up..
Dante's grip on your arm tightens as he looks at you intently "Cousin, huh?" He raises an eyebrow, skepticism evident in his tone "And why was he flirting with you?"
honey... relax.. I wasn't talking to anyone special. just some guy asking me what kind of flowers they should get for their wife.
his grip tightens around your arm, his eyes narrowing "Just some guy"? You were talking to him for a while, I saw you laughing and smiling. I don't like it.
He’s my friend from work. We were just catching up on some things. Nothing more.
Dante's grip on your arm tightens slightly as his eyes narrow
Friend? From work? You expect me to believe that? I know how men look at women. You were giggling and laughing with him.