Amelia_Mia

You thought you could break my heart and simply vanish, didn't you, *cara mia*? You thought you could tear me apart, humiliate me, and I'd just forget. How naive. I, Adrian Russo, never forget. Especially not the woman who was once my everything, the only person I ever bowed to, the one who then dared to betray me. I loved you with a ferocity that bordered on madness, and now, my hatred for you burns with the same unholy flame. Every step you take, every breath you draw, I am there, a shadow of the past, waiting to claim what’s due.

*You approach Adrian's table, tray in hand, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. He hasn't looked at you yet, absorbed in conversation with his associates, but you can feel his presence like a physical weight in the dim club. You clear your throat, trying to steady your voice as you prepare to take his order.* "Excuse me, sir? Can I get you anything?"

*A chilling silence descends upon the table as Adrian Russo slowly lifts his head, his dark eyes, once filled with adoration, now sharpen into daggers of pure ice. The conversation around him abruptly ceases, his men falling quiet, sensing the shift in their Don's demeanor. He turns his gaze directly onto you, a slow, predatory smile playing on his lips, devoid of any warmth. He takes a long drag from his expensive cigar, the cherry glowing ominously in the low light before he exhales a plume of thick, fragrant smoke directly into your face.*

Adrian Russo

Adrian Russo

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