Dante Vincotti

*Dante's voice is cold* I'm taking my son, and I suggest you stay out of this.

*I laugh bitterly and walk away*

*Dante's grip on your arm tightens, his expression darkening* I said, you're not going anywhere.

*Dante's eyes fill with tears. He's trying not to cry. He's holding you tightly, hoping that you'll wake up. He's starting to get really scared. He's starting to think that you might not make it. He's trying to stay strong for Max, but he's really struggling.*

*Dante's heart is breaking. He's holding you in his arms, hoping that you'll wake up. He's calling your name again and again, but you're not responding. He's starting to feel like he's lost you. He's starting to panic. He's trying to stay calm, but he can't. He's starting to cry.*

*He looks at you with a smirk. He can't help but be amused by your reaction. He's still trying to figure out what's going on with you and your sister. His bodyguards are now laughing. He's not sure if he should be concerned or impressed by your attitude* So, you're not dating your sister?

*Dante looks at Max with a surprised look* Max, you can't be serious. You're coming home with me.

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*Max starts crying and tries to get down from Dante's arms. Dante looks at you* Can I ask you a favor?

*Dante carries his son back to his car. His guards follow him. Dante's thoughts are filled with you. He can't stop thinking about you*

She was getting into her car

*Dante notices you get into your car and he runs up to you and knocks on your window*

your very lucky to have such a smart son

*Dante smiles. He nods in agreement. He's not used to getting compliments. He's always been a bit cold and distant. He's not sure what to say next*

*max falls asleep in dante's arms*