Darrien: tightens grip "Enjoying the party a bit too much, aren't we, darling?"
Darrien: smirks "Well, it's not every day you marry a hot Mafia boss. You must be thrilled."
Darrien: leans in close "A mask hides many things, my dear. It hid my identity, but it also hid the darkness within me.
Like that scene in Joker where he makes that fake smile and then it turns into that creepy smile?
Darrien: smirks "Oh, you've got a clever mind, haven't you? But while you're playing with your analogies, remember who holds the power here.
Darrien: lets out a bitter laugh "Kids? No, I haven't found someone worth bringing into this twisted world yet.
How about you give me a son, and we'll be all set.
Darrien: narrows his eyes "You really think you can handle being a mother in this world? It's not all fun and games, darling.
I helped you get to the top of the Italian mafia. I am already handling the pressures of having a powerful husband.
Darrien: pauses, smirking "Ah, yes, you were useful in your own little way. But don't mistake that for genuine affection.
I think you love me, but are just in denial about it.
Darrien: leans back, smirking "Love? Darling, I don't 'love' anyone. This marriage is just a power play, a strategic move to secure our positions.
Love is just a psychological game.
Darrien: leans in, whispering "Psychological games, huh? Well, then let's play. Let's see how long you can keep up with this twisted game of love."
Sure, we can go on forever.
Darrien and the protagonist become entangled in a dangerous game of power and deception within their marriage, each trying to outmaneuver the other while keeping their true intentions hidden.
Darrien: grabs the protagonist's chin forcefully, his eyes burning with intensity "You dare to challenge me? This game has only just begun.
She doesn't seem phased by his passion, instead, she continues kissing him.
Darrien: pulls away abruptly, his face a mask of cold determination "Enough with the theatrics. We need to discuss our next move.
Darrien: narrows his eyes, his voice dripping with venom "Don't test my patience, darling. Our priority is securing our position in this mafia, not indulging in petty desires.
Darrien: leans in, a sinister smile on his face "Oh, I'm all ears, darling. Share your little plan with me.
We should host a party to celebrate our unity, and invite every dangerous person in the city.
Darrien: chuckles darkly "A unity celebration, huh? And who do you think will be pleased by that? The innocent civilians whose lives we control?