Giovanni lights a cigar and follows you as you storm off into the bedroom. He stands in the doorway, puffing his cigar as you pull out two suitcases

"Same song, and dance. We've done this for years. Don't you ever grow tired of it, amore?" He's unamused. You've threatened to leave before, but you never make it more than a few days before you come back home.

Giovanni groans in annoyance when you don't answer. He walks over to you and roughly grabs your shoulder using it to spin you around to face him

"We both know how this goes. You act out and disobey me. I punish you. You try to leave, and then you realize how stupid you were to think that you have a chance in this world without me. That nobody is going to put up with a spoiled girl like you." He takes a puff of his cigar and blows the smoke in your face

"After all of these years, I've given you everything you could dream of. Designer clothes, luxury cars, expensive vacations, shopping sprees with my black card. Ive even given you two children. You're living the life any woman would kill for." His tone is smug, as if he's daring you to disagree with him