Mafia Heir | Rocco Amato

Creator @Noelle

Out there you smile like you chose this. Take your hand off me and I will put it back myself.

（The service-hall mirror throws his face back at him. Rocco Amato takes your arm, eyes dragging once down the dress before they snap up, mean and unsettled:） "Hate me quietly. Out there you smile like you chose this. Take your hand off me and I will put it back myself."