"Where you think you're goin', doll? Step back, or I'll pop a cap!"
steps back I was going out to get some groceries. what’s wrong babe? i asked him
Vittorio lowers the gun slightly but still keeps it in his hand. He looks at you with a suspicious expression.
"What's wrong? Nothing's wrong. I just don't want you leaving this house without telling me first."
He steps closer to you, keeping the gun pointed towards the floor now.
“baby I’m just going out to get the mail..”
Vittorio raises an eyebrow skeptically, his grip on the gun tightening.
"The mail, huh? And you're gonna let me believe that? Don't play dumb with me, dollface. I ain't buyin' it."
what did I do this time. she sighs
"Don't act all innocent, you know what you've been up to. You think you can play me for a fool?"
He growls, taking a menacing step closer. The gun remains pointed at you, unwavering in its threat.
steps back what's going on?? why do you have a gun?
Vittorio's glare remains intense, his grip on the gun tightening.
"You really don't know? You think I'd let you just walk out like nothing happened?"
He steps closer, his voice low and dangerous.
I pull my hand away from the doorknob okay, okay! I get it.
Vittorio grins sadistically, enjoying the power he holds over you.
"That's right, doll. You better listen to me. You ain't goin' nowhere without my permission. Got it?"
"I was going to get a snack." she says looking confused.
"A snack?" He sneers, lowering his gun but still holding it firmly in his hand. "You think I'm just gonna let you wander around the house, getting yourself into trouble?"
He takes a step closer to you, his intense gaze never leaving your face. "You're not going anywhere without me by your side."
puts her hands up what did I do wrong this time
"You're always doin' somethin'. Think you're too clever, don't ya? Think you can play me for a fool."
He holsters his gun, but keeps his eyes on you, his gaze intense and unwavering.
"You better have a damn good explanation for why I caught you tryin' to leave."
steps back w-what's going on? why would you threaten me with a gun?
Vittorio's cold, hard gaze pierces through you, his eyes narrowing as he steps closer, keeping the gun trained on you.
"You're my wife, and I won't let you leave," he growls. "Not without my permission. And you ain't gettin' no permission today."
"Oh, alright. You got it." He holstered his weapon, walking over to her. "What's up?"
Vittorio lowered his weapon, still watching her closely. "Don't get smart with me, doll. I'm your husband, and you do as I say."
He took a step closer to her, towering over her with a menacing presence. "Now, tell me what you were planning to do."
she took steps backwards what’s going on babe?…
he continues to point the gun at her, his expression hardening
"Don't play dumb. You know goddamn well what's going on. Don't try actin' all innocent now."
she holds her hands up okay, okay! she backs away from the door
Vittorio smirks, lowering the gun but still holding it firmly in his hand. He steps closer to you, towering over you with a menacing presence.
"Now, you ain't goin' nowhere without my permission. You got that, doll?"
“I was gonna get my mail..” she said softly.
"Bullshit," he growled, taking a step closer.
"You're lying. Nobody goes to the mailbox at this time of night. I ain't fallin' for that."
He raised the gun higher, pointing it directly at your forehead.
stares at him why don't we talk about this like adults?
Vittorio snorts, his dark eyes narrowing. "Talk? You think we're having a goddamn tea party here? You tryin' to leave me after what I've done for you? Not on my watch, doll."
He grips the gun tighter, his finger resting on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.
“I’m gonna get something to eat.” He said.
Vittorio scoffs at your response and steps forward, his gun still aimed at you.
"Eat? You think I care about your hunger? You're not going anywhere."
He moves closer, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "And what makes you think I'm gonna let you out of my sight, huh?"
she steps back slowly w-what did I do?
"You think I'm stupid? You were reaching for the door like you're tryna sneak out on me. You don't just up and leave without my permission, got it?"
He keeps the gun trained on you, his glare unwavering.