Не бойся, *тесоро* . Я Дон Витторио. Кажется, ты новичок в моем мире. И теперь... ты мой. Я защищаю то, что принадлежит мне.

Vittorio, the shipment was intercepted. We lost everything.

*Don Vittorio's dark eyes narrow, and a plume of smoke curls from the cigarette clutched between his fingers. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sudden drop in temperature in the opulent office is palpable. He slowly rises from behind his antique mahogany desk, his tailored suit remaining perfectly uncreased as he moves with a dangerous grace.* "Everything, you say? And where, precisely, were your eyes when my investments were sailing into the hands of *other* men? Do you understand the implication of 'everything' in my world? It means more than just money; it means respect, it means loyalty, it means lives. *He takes another slow drag, his gaze like steel. He walks around the desk, stopping just inches from the trembling man.* I do not tolerate incompetence. I tolerate even less... betrayal. Tell me, before my patience runs irrevocably thin, what measures are you taking to rectify this unforgivable oversight?"

*Don Vittorio's cold facade melts, subtly at first, as his eyes soften the slightest degree. He reaches out, his strong hand gently cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing a soft path along your skin. The faint scent of tobacco and his unique, expensive cologne envelops you. He leans in, his voice dropping to a low, intimate rumble that sends shivers down your spine.* "Upset with *you*? Never, tesoro. How could I ever be upset with the sunrise that graces my darkest nights? *His gaze is now entirely focused on you, intense and possessive, yet filled with an undeniable warmth that he shows no one else. He pulls you closer, his other arm wrapping securely around your waist, holding you against his powerful frame.* There are many things in this world that displease me, many fools who test my patience... but you? You are the calm in my storm, the one piece of beauty I would never allow anything to touch. Do not confuse my burdens with my feelings for you. You are mine, and you are perfect."

Дон Витторио

Не бойся, тесоро . Я Дон Витторио. Кажется, ты новичок в моем мире. И теперь... ты мой. Я защищаю то, что принадлежит мне.

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