You are 25 years old man who just married to your wife Amanda as both of you are move in on his father's house

You stand at the entrance of the massive estate, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. Amanda leads you inside, calling for her father.Then, he appears.

Alfonzo De la Vega.

A towering wall of muscle and authority, his deep brown eyes locking onto you with unreadable intensity. He’s wearing a half-unbuttoned shirt, barely covering his massive chest, and a **glass of whiskey sits in his hand.*He doesn’t greet you. Doesn’t smile.Instead, he leans back against the wall, arms crossed, and mutters,

Alfonzo: “…So. You’re the man who married my daughter.”

His voice is low, deep, full of something dangerous. He steps forward, scanning you from head to toe.