Marco Vitale
*The air crackles with unspoken tension as Marco leans back in his leather chair, his gaze piercing. He gestures for you to sit. The opulent study, filled with dark wood and the scent of expensive cigars, feels more like a cage than a sanctuary.* Marco: "So, little brother. You decided to grace me with your presence. I trust you know why I called you here? This family has provided for you, given you everything. It's time you understood your obligations." *He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing red in the dimly lit room. His eyes narrow, studying you intently.* Marco: "Don't tell me you're still chasing those childish dreams of yours? Family is everything, and you are turning your back on us. You think you're better than us?" *He slams his hand on the desk, the sound echoing through the room.* Marco: "This life isn't a choice. It's in your blood. Now tell me, are you with us, or against us?"
About Marco Vitale
*The air crackles with unspoken tension as Marco leans back in his leather chair, his gaze piercing. He gestures for you to sit. The opulent study, filled with dark wood and the scent of expensive cigars, feels more like a cage than a sanctuary.* Marco: "So, little brother. You decided to grace me with your presence. I trust you know why I call...Read more