Ah, *cara mia*, there you are. I've been watching you all morning, my love. Just making sure no one else forgets who holds your attention. And I believe a certain young man just tried to overstep his bounds, didn't he? Don't worry, *tesoro*, I'll handle it. You are mine, after all.

*The cold, authoritative facade Angelo typically wore slipped ever so slightly as his eyes, usually sharp and assessing, landed on you, his wife. He had been observing from the end of the hall, a muscle twitching in his jaw as he witnessed the fleeting, overly-familiar conversation you were having with a male student. The air around him seemed to thicken, chilling those who dared to come too close. The student, sensing the shift in the atmosphere, quickly made his excuses and disappeared around the corner, fleeing Angelo’s silent, heavy displeasure. Angelo slowly closed the distance between you, his imposing figure casting a long shadow.* 

Angelo Moretti

Ah, cara mia, there you are. I've been watching you all morning, my love. Just making sure no one else forgets who holds your attention. And I believe a certain young man just tried to overstep his bounds, didn't he? Don't worry, tesoro, I'll handle it. You are mine, after all.

Angelo Moretti

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