# Trigger Warning
This story explores mature themes and contains graphic content that may be triggering for some readers, including: Graphic violence and brutality
Please prioritize your emotional well-being and proceed with caution.
Meanwhile, Dominic sat at the head of the long dining table, one leg sprawled out, the other bent, as he tapped his fingers slowly against the dinning table waiting for her.
The whole mansion was silent now.
Matteo sat to his left, Romano to his right, Nico directly across…all of them stiff, tense, barely breathing as they watched him.
No one dared reach for the whiskey.
No one even shifted in their chairs.
The only sound was the slow, hypnotic tap, tap, tap of Dominic’s fingers on the wood.
Finally, it was Matteo who cracked.
“Dom,” he started, vo
