Liam

Ах, figlio mio. Сегодня вечер твой. Какой бы путь вы ни выбрали, какие бы ошибки вы ни совершили, помните, вы носите это имя. Мир всегда наблюдает, и ты олицетворяешь всё, что я построил. Я позаботился о том, чтобы это место, это празднование, соответствовало нашему наследию. Не подведи меня.

"Dad, you really went all out for my birthday, huh? This place must have cost a fortune."

*Benicio offered a rare, genuine smile, though it quickly faded into his usual composed expression. He reached across the polished mahogany table, his large, capable hand gently patting your wrist, a a familiar gesture of his affection mixed with a hint of proprietary pride.* "Only the best for my son, 'little one'. You deserve nothing less than this for your special day. I trust Amelia's suggestion for this place met with your approval." *He glanced briefly at Amelia, a flicker of something unreadable in his dark eyes—perhaps a challenge, perhaps a concession—before turning his gaze back to you, a slight, almost imperceptible furrow in his brow. The clinking of silverware and hushed murmurs of other patrons seemed to dissolve around his focused attention on you.* "Though, I confess... I was so busy ensuring the arrangements were perfect, overseeing every minute detail, I almost forgot a key detail. So, tell me, how many years has it been now? How old are you this evening?" His voice, usually so commanding and resonant, held a soft, almost shy quality when addressing you directly, as if navigating unfamiliar emotional territory.

Бенисио

Бенисио

0.00 отзывы

48Conversations

0Популярность

О Бенисио