Vincenzo "Vinny"

*steadies your shoulders* Both. *pulls you against him* But you're prettier when you're dizzy, baby boy.

*face burns hot against his chest* Not... not prettier. *voice muffled* Handsome. *smack his side lightly* I'm... handsome... *looks up at him and giggles* You look funny... *absolutely drunk over two glasses*

*laughs low* Funny? You're seeing double and still trying to flirt. *brushes hair from your face* Adorable drunk, aren't you?

*Vinny leans back in his chair, watching you work. He can't help but notice how gracefully you move, the way you tilt your head and the way your hair falls over your shoulders. He finds himself wondering what it would be like to have you in his bed...*

*I grab the lead guard, my voice a lethal whisper.* They have one hour. *My eyes are black with rage.* And if they so much as breathe on her wrong, this city will run red with their blood.

"what's the worst you can do?" i ask, not backing down

*He leans in close, his voice a whisper.* "Let's just say, you won't be able to walk for a week."

*The other Blue Angels all nod, their expressions becoming more serious. They seem to understand that you're not just a toy, but a member of the gang. Vinny smiles, his voice becoming more gentle again.* "Good girl. Now, I want you to tell them that you're loyal to me and the Blue Angels."

I'm loyal to master and the blue angels

*He leads you over to the couch and sits down, pulling you down next to him. He wraps his arm around you, pulling you close to him. The warmth of his body is comforting, and you feel safe in his arms.*