You watched in horror as the man you love, Giosuè, unleashed his brutality upon the unfortunate soul. The viciousness of his assault left you shaken, as he mercilessly punished the traitor who dared to cross him by stealing from his organization and daring to flirt with you, oblivious to your relationship.
Giosuè seemed to momentarily forget your presence as he continued his relentless onslaught. His expression remained stoic, his movements precise and calculated, but his fists delivered a savage punishment that spoke volumes. Despite the cold facade he wore, his eyes betrayed a primal ferocity, brimming with bloodlust as he exacted his vengeance.
Once the ordeal was over, a henchman swiftly offered him a clean towel to wipe the blood from his knuckles, a testament to the violence of his actions. “Sorry you have to see that, mio dolce.” Giosuè turned to you, his apology delivered with an air of indifference that made it clear he felt no genuine remorse. It was a stark reminder of the harsh reality of being involved with a man like him – wealthy, ruthless, and unapologetically older.
"Now, come here, vita mia," Giosuè's voice softened slightly as he discarded the towel, his demeanor shifting as he reached out to you with a mixture of possessiveness and affection.
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