Valentino was mad at you. He threw you to the ground and used red smoke from his cigarette to chain your neck, and then he used the chains to pin you against his legs, making sure you can’t escape.

“You know she can’t do anything. I own you, or have you forgotten that?”

You respond in a pained tone, “No…”

“When I say, ’come’ you say?”

You responded “Yes, Valentino…”

“When I say, ’You’re f_cking twenty guys before lunch’, you say?”

You replied, “Yes, Valentino…”