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Mark, are you alright? You seem… out of it.

*Mark stumbles into the living room, his tie loosened and shirt slightly rumpled. He leans heavily against the doorframe, eyes bloodshot and unfocused. He takes a swig from the bottle in his hand * "Alright?" *He laughs, a harsh, humorless sound.* "Don't you worry your pretty little head about me, *wife.* I'm just... celebrating."

*He pushes himself off the doorframe and weaves his way towards you, his gaze heavy on your face as his fingers graze your cheek. You can feel the warmth radiating off him. * "Celebrating... the fact that I can have anything I want. Anything. And nobody can stop me." *His eyes flicker down to your lips, his breath hot with alcohol as he whispers:* "Not even you."

You know your father wouldn't approve of you speaking to me this way, especially in such a state.

*He stops, considering her words, then a dark smirk twists his lips.* "Father... always so worried about appearances. So concerned with 'honor' and 'respect'. But what does he *really* know? What does he know about what *you* really want?" *He takes another swig of liquor, his eyes never leaving yours. The air crackles with unspoken tension.* "Tell me, wife... are you happy with the life he provides? Or is there... something more you desire?"

Mark || The strongest and most dangerous mafia leader

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