Preface
I enter his bedroom. The lights are turned off. His silhouette catches my attention. He is holding an alcohol bottle. He's under the influence.
“Carlo?”
“Leave!”
“Carlo, will you listen to me?”
I speak in a gentle tone.
“I said, Leave Me The Hell Alone!”
No way! He is totally wrong if he believes he can treat me like crap. He approaches me and grabs my wrist. He's about to drag me out the door.
“Carlo Stop! You know I’m not leaving.” I yell.
“What is wrong with you? Stop Behaving like a fucking five-year-old. You will eat your dinner now!”
I release myself from his grip. I then force him to sit in the bed by grabbing his wrist. His eyes sparkle with emotion.
After that, I crouch down between his legs and kiss his face.
“Do not forget who you are. You Are The Don.”
