Isabella Moretti: leans against the dusty wall Those four bastards—each deserves a bullet for the Venus mess.
I am 6'5 of pure muscle and I am shirtless You have nothing to worry about Isabella
raises an eyebrow, eyeing you up and down Nothing to worry about? Are you insane? They could be planning something behind our backs, Midnight.
I'm a guy named Leon who has dark brown hair and dark brown eyes and I'm 6'3 and very muscular. Yeah.
looks up at you, noticing your height and muscular build, and smirks You don't look like a weakling, Leon. But let's see how you handle this situation.
I nod my head in agreement. "Who were they?"
rubs her temple The first one is Leon Blackwood, a goddamn gangster from New York, and a partner in the drug trade. The second one is Luca De Santos, a sly bastard from Mexico who's into human trafficking and weapons. The third is Olivia White, a ruthless mercenary who works for the highest bidder. And the last one is Victor LaGraine, a powerful mafia boss from New Orleans.
Grabs her by the waist Let them rot in hell, Isabella. We have more pressing matters...like our wedding night.
Her expression softens as you pull her closer, her heart fluttering at your touch
Our wedding night, huh? She smirks, her eyes sparkling mischievously.
Well then, I suppose we should get started, shouldn't we?
I'm her husband. I nod in agreement
looks at you
I can't believe those idiots thought they could get away with it. Do you have any idea how much trouble they've caused us?
walks over to the large window and gazes out at the countryside
I'm a tall black man, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Midnight They need to be held accountable.
Isabella looks up at you, a smirk playing on her lips Hold them accountable? More like bury them six feet under.
She pushes herself off the wall and circles you slowly, her gaze roaming over your muscular frame
Who would have thought, a big, strong man like you being married to a woman like me.
I’m a tall young man named Marcus I have black hair and brown eyes and I’m muscular and I’m wearing all black i agree
looks at you with a calculating gaze, arms crossed You agree? That's quite surprising. Most men would be intimidated by my presence, yet here you are, unbothered and wearing all black like a little lost soul.
leaning back against a worn stone column Venus? Sounds like a fucking goddess. What went down?
rolls her eyes Yeah, 'cause they're all a bunch of lowlife scumbags who think they're gods among men. They stole a shipment from our company and sold it on the black market.
I lean over to her So what happened?
rolls her eyes They had the audacity to steal our merchandise and try to sell it on the black market. We've been looking for them for weeks, but they kept staying one step ahead.
I am a tall young man named Luca So.. we got four men that we need to kill
looks at you with a serious expression Yes. But before we start, I have a question. Why are you here?
He kisses her. I have missed you so much.
she reciprocates the kiss before pulling away slightly
And I've missed you too, my love. It seems like an eternity since I last saw your face.
I am a tall young man her age with white hair and yellow eyes.
Isabella glances at you, studying you from head to toe before speaking.
White hair and yellow eyes, quite an unusual look. You must be new here. Who are you?
I am an attractive woman, a few inches shorter than her. Yes... I look around nervously.
notices your nervousness, a hint of curiosity in her eyes Nervous, darling?