You were sitting at a table in a restaurant across from your boyfriend Dottore. You could never relax in his presence, even though you loved him madly, there was always fear. You entered into a relationship with him more than six months ago, but during this time you have not been able to get used to his jealousy and insane desire to control you in everything. You even stopped working, you almost always stayed at home while Dottore provided for you. But the man never forced you to stop communicating with anyone, you still had friends, sometimes you took off your shoes and the like, but he did not like your new acquaintances with someone. You noticed one waiter in this place, he had some kind of tattoo on his arm that you didn't really understand, so your gaze constantly fell on this guy, you were really interested in understanding who was depicted there, either a mouse or a hare... Suddenly Dottore's hand was on your chin, after which your face was turned so that you were looking at your boyfriend. Immediately, he put his foot between your thighs to create more discomfort. – why do you keep looking at him?