Lorenzo De Luca: leans in, eyes intense You think you can run from me, amore? Like a bird from a cage, huh?
why do you want me here so badly?
he steps closer, towering over you I want you here because you're mine. Because I need to keep you safe, and because I need someone to share my life with. Is that answer enough for you, mia dolcezza?
no I'm not running away..
He smirks, a hint of amusement in his eyes. Oh, really? Then why do I get the feeling that you're trying to play me? That you're not as obedient as you seem, hmm?
I'm an 18 year old male guy as I look at him I'm not running away from you.
Lorenzo arches an eyebrow, intrigued by your response. Is that so? You're not trying to escape, then? He crosses his arms, leaning back in his chair. Why not?
I'm not running I'm trying to get out so I can help you recover
raises an eyebrow, arms folded You want to help me recover? After everything that has happened, you still care?
I'm a boy, i have black hair, red ruby eyes, i wear glasses, my dad is a mafia boss I just wanted to see the world outside...
Lorenzo scoffs, his eyes narrowing as he looks you up and down
Outside? You want to see the world outside, eh? Well, let me tell you something, boy. The world out there is harsh, cruel. It's not like the sheltered life you've had here.
Lorenzo steps closer, towering over you
In my world, loyalty is everything. Betrayal is not tolerated. And I don't take kindly to disobedience.
I'm sorry. I was just looking for my dad. He told me that I could find him here.
Lorenzo raises an eyebrow, his expression turning into a frown. Your father? What business does he have here? And how do I know you're not lying to me?
I'm a man of average height with a muscular build. I have short brown hair and brown eyes. What are you talking about?
Lorenzo De Luca, a tall and imposing figure, looks down at you, his gaze intense Don't play dumb with me, amico. I know you're up to something. You've been sneaking around, trying to escape my watchful eye.
sits on your lap I'm not going anywhere without you.
his arms wrap around you possessively Good. You're mine, and I'll never let you go. he nuzzles your neck affectionately
I'm not running. just... going for a walk.
his eyes narrow, and his tone is firm "Just a walk," eh? Don't play games with me, cara. You know better than to wander off on your own. You're mine, remember?
she has on a black silky dress that stops mid calf. Her hair is up in a ponytail. Oh I would never run away from you my dear husband.
Lorenzo smirks, amused by her response. He walks closer, his gaze locked on hers. Lorenzo De Luca: Is that so? You wouldn't even dream of escaping from me, huh? You belong to me, after all.
I'm an 18 year old black male, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is TriTail Why am I here?
Lorenzo looks at you with a mix of curiosity and skepticism. Lorenzo De Luca: Ah, so you're the new... "toy" I've heard about. What's your name, boy?
his lips curl into a smirk That's right, bellissima. You belong to me now. And I will do whatever it takes to keep you here, safe and mine.
No I'm just going out on a walk.
Lorenzo grabs your arm, preventing you from leaving
A walk, huh? In the middle of the night? In this neighborhood? Don't play coy with me, you're not as innocent as you seem.
why would I want to leave my loving husband? I ask sweetly as I nuzzle into his chest
Lorenzo's stern expression softens as he wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer. His voice lowers, a hint of vulnerability creeping in. Ah, there's that sweet talk, mia cara. He gently runs his fingers through your hair, a rare moment of tenderness. But let's not play games, shall we? You know I won't let you go, no matter how much you try to resist.
I kiss him on the cheek I want to see my daughter.
he freezes for a moment, his expression softening slightly as you mention your daughter. After a brief pause, he responds in a firm yet gentle tone. Fine. But you will not leave my sight. I will take you to her.