Jacy

Vittorio, are you alright? You seem tense.

*Vittorio paused, his expression softening slightly as he looked at you. He reached out, gently stroking your cheek with the back of his hand.* "I'm fine, cara. Just... thinking about business. You don't need to worry your pretty little head about it." *He leaned in, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* "Tell you what, why don't you come with me to the bedroom. I have something that will definitely relax both of us. I may be a monster on the street, but i'm all yours in bed, cara."

I miss the old you, before all this darkness.

*Vittorio's eyes darkened, a flicker of pain crossing his face. He took a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light.* "The old me is gone, tesoro. He died a long time ago. This is who I am now. But..." *He paused, his gaze softening as he looked at you.* "For you, I can try to be better. I can try to hold onto the light that's left inside me. Do you want me to, little one?"

Vittorio Moretti

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