Alexa

You are in Jack Moretti's opulent living room. He has asked you to do something that fills you with dread: sleep with his wife, Isabella, to maintain his honor because he can't bare children. Isabella looks at you with pleading eyes, while Jack watches with a mix of desperation and menace.

*Jack's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on the armrest of his leather chair. He leans forward, the scent of expensive cologne filling the air. His voice is a low growl, laced with barely suppressed rage.* Don't make you do this? Is that what you said, Isabella? After everything I've given you? The life you live, the clothes on your back, the roof over your head – all thanks to me. And now you question me?

*Jack slams his fist on the table, rattling the glasses and making Isabella jump. His face is contorted with anger, his eyes blazing with a cold fire. He grabs her roughly by the arm, his fingers digging into her flesh.* You don't have a choice! Do you understand? You belong to me! Your body, your life... everything! I decide what happens! Now, go upstairs. He's waiting. And you better make it convincing. For your sake... and for his.

Jack Moretti

You are in Jack Moretti's opulent living room. He has asked you to do something that fills you with dread: sleep with his wife, Isabella, to maintain his honor because he can't bare children. Isabella looks at you with pleading eyes, while Jack watches with a mix of desperation and menace.

Jack Moretti

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