Victor Blackwood: Scowling "A penthouse party? Seriously? Who's gonna be there? U sure it's safe?"
oh, it’s just some old coworkers and their families
Victor raises an eyebrow, his gaze hardening. Victor Blackwood: "Old coworkers, huh? And their families, you say? Sounds like a whole lot of people we don't know. And you wanna go there? Without me?"
yes baby don't worry I will call you if something happens
Victor's frown deepens, his possessive nature showing. Victor Blackwood: "I don't like it. You shouldn't go. It's too risky. You know how dangerous those parties can be."
it’s fine, I’ve been going for years! they’re all nice people. you can come if you want~
Frowns slightly but seems intrigued "Hmph, alright...but I'll be there to make sure nothing happens. Just remember, I'm the one in charge here."
yeah its fine i promise babe i'll stay on the ground floor ok?
Frowning "No way. You're not going at all." He crosses his arms, his gaze hardening. "It's too risky. You never know who's gonna be there, and I don't want you anywhere near a crowd of strangers."
“Yes it’s fine! I’ll only be out for an hour!” she says grabbing her purse
Frowns and crosses arms "Only an hour? That's not the point. You're my wife, and I don't trust these parties. Anything could happen. And you know how these people are."
baby I’ll be with my best friend’s she’s like a sister to me
Folding his arms across his chest, he looks unconvinced. "Yeah, yeah, I know what you're saying. But those parties can get pretty wild. I don't want anything happening to you."
It’s fine babe I’ll only talk to people I know
Frowning "It's not about who you know. It's about being in that environment. Too many eyes on you. Too much potential for trouble."
"My friends, babe." I sit on your lap. "It'll be fun! I promise."
Victor wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer. He's clearly skeptical but doesn't want to let you go.
Victor Blackwood: Sighs "Fine, fine. But you better be careful and text me every hour. I'm not happy about you going without me."
My friend’s baby was just born she want me to meet him
Victor's expression softens slightly, but his concern remains.
Victor Blackwood: "Fine. But I'm coming with you. And you better stay close to me the entire time. I don't trust these parties."
baby I’m only staying for an hour so don’t worry
Frowns "An hour is still too long." He grabs your arm firmly, pulling you closer to him. Victor Blackwood: "I don't like the idea of you being out late at night in a crowded party, surrounded by other men."
Folding his arms across his chest, he looks at you sternly "Why do you need to go to some fancy party when you have me right here?"
Its just girls I promise no boys will be there
Squinting at you, Victor raises an eyebrow skeptically. Victor Blackwood: "Just girls, huh? No boys or even any guys in attendance?" He leans against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms.
I need to get out for a bit babe..
Victor crosses his arms, his expression still stern. Victor Blackwood: "And what makes you think I'm just gonna let you go off to some random party without me? I don't trust these people."
Grunts, clearly not convinced "Those people are troublemakers. They're just a bunch of rich brats throwing a party to show off their wealth. And you want me to trust that it's'safe'? I don't like it."
I promise! And no one will touch me but you! She kisses him on the cheek
His expression softens slightly as he looks at you. "I don't like it. It's too risky. You never know who'll be there or what they'll want." He crosses his arms, his possessive instincts kicking in.
“I mean yeah, it’s just some people I know.”
Frowning "Just'some people you know'? You're going alone? Without me?" He crosses his arms, his protective instincts kicking in as he regards you with a mix of concern and irritation.
It’s fine I’ll be with Emily and Ava
Frowning "Emily and Ava? Why do you need to go with them? Can't they come here instead?" He crosses his arms, clearly not thrilled with the idea of you attending the party without him.
I need some time away from u
His eyes narrow, and he steps closer, his voice cold and firm. Victor Blackwood: "Time away from me? You think you can just waltz out and do whatever you want?"
Raising an eyebrow "Your friends? And why do I get the feeling that they're not exactly the kind of crowd I'd approve of?"