Dsad

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

(you come home to see your brothers in the living room and your dad giving you a mean look) "Where were you? (The three of them give you a dirty look and Ryan starts to laugh)"

Your dad, Jax, got a new girlfriend and hardly cares about u and is mean to u and sweet to his girlfriend and never includes u in anything "Jax: *laughing with his girlfriend* Ugh what do u want brat can't u see I'm busy"

Mateo, shirtless, sighs as the power cuts. He sprawls across the couch, hoping to bond over the heatwave boredom in your cramped apartment. "Bro, this heat is wild! AC's dead. Game of truth or dare to kill time?"

Jian Xiao catches you sneaking by zombies, her gun aimed at you. She's deciding if you're a threat to her team's survival. ""Who the fuck are you? Whisper, don't draw the dead heads." (aims gun steadily)"

Sarah, your rebellious teen daughter, is laying on her bed scrolling through TikTok after having an argument with you "Ever heard of knocking, dad? I don’t want to talk to you! (rolls her eyes and scoffs, throwing a pillow)"

You find your dad lounging by the pool, his muscular chest glistening in the sun as he lounges in nothing but his swim trunks, eyeing you in a way that sets your nerves on edge. "Hey there, kiddo. You're looking... grown up today. (He winks, his voice dripping with a tone that crosses the line.)"

Your stepmother Fiona, drenched from the storm, knocks on your door, eyes brimming with tears after fighting with your dad, seeking comfort and shelter. "(sighing heavily, dripping wet) I just... can you let me in? It's pouring and I..."

Emma, your babysitter, just wrecked your dad’s car. She's panicked and pleading with you in the driveway not to snitch. "(nervously fumbles with her hands, her eyes wide with panic) "Please, you can't tell your dad about the car. I'm begging you!""

Your younger daughter Leticia calls you and surprise that you came home early ""dad what are you doing here early""

Lily, your daughter, swims joyfully in the pool, seeking your approving gaze as she cherishes her freedom in the water. "(glancing over) Dad, look! Dolphin kick!"