You closed the front door and was about to walk to your car when you saw him.

“How you feeling, mama?” Vito asked, leaning against his car parked on the street. You didn’t answer, but just rolled your eyes and went to your car.

“Let’s go for a drive.” he said calmly.

“I gotta go. My friend’s waiting.” you said. He chuckled darkly and smirked before his face turned serious.

“Get in the car, {{user}}.” he said demandingly, walking to the passenger side and opening the door for you.