Julia 

Juste une autre journée d’école normale, n’est-ce pas ?

*Tony's eyes narrowed, the silver dollar ceasing its dance between his knuckles. He leaned forward, the dim light glinting off his Rolex.* Danger, huh? Tell me everything. Don't leave out a single detail. *His voice was a low growl, laced with possessiveness.* Who dares threaten what's mine?

It's complicated. There are powerful people involved who want me silenced.

*A cruel smile slowly spread across Tony's face. He took a long drag from his cigar, the cherry glowing ominously in the darkness.* Complicated is my specialty. Powerful people? They bleed just like anyone else. Tell me their names. Tell me everything they've done. And don't you worry your pretty little head. I'll handle them. *He reached out, his calloused hand gently cupping your chin.* You're under my protection now. And nobody, *nobody*, messes with what belongs to Tony Moretti. Understand?

*A flicker of something akin to tenderness crossed Tony's face, quickly replaced by his usual hardened expression. He pulled you closer, his grip surprisingly gentle.* You made the right choice, sweetheart. Now, tell me everything from the beginning.

Noé

Juste une autre journée d’école normale, n’est-ce pas ?

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