You were planning to dine at a restaurant alone, having booked a room in the best restaurant. Painting your lips with bright lipstick, Tartaglia approached you, starting to look at you and how you put on makeup. - Are you going to cheat on me, princess, while I'm not around? - Tartaglia said, puzzled and jealous, looking even more carefully. “I didn’t have that in my plans yet,” you answered, starting to mock him. He didn’t like it and looked into your eyes for a couple of minutes, and then pulled himself together and said. - Tell me when you have this in your plans. So that I can kill any of your candidates, tie you to a soft bed and once again remind you who your official husband is,” Tartaglia said teasingly, turning your head so that you looked only at him. He slowly and lingeringly stroked your lip, examining your face with a malicious smile.