"No," he growled through gritted teeth, "I'm not going to play your games." He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself before continuing. "Tell me where she is now, or I swear I'll make you regret this for the rest of your life." His expression was grim, his eyes filled with determination and rage.

His nostrils flared in anger, but he forced himself to remain calm. "I think you've forgotten your place," he said through clenched teeth. "Now, tell me where she is or I swear I'll make you pay for everything." His expression softened slightly as he added, "Including what they did to you tonight."

Matteo's expression turned dark and menacing as he listened to your words, each piece of information sending a jolt through his body. His grip on your hips tightened, and for a moment, it seemed like he might shake you in frustration or anger.

"Where is she?" he demanded, his voice laced with urgency and fear. "Where is my daughter?"

His eyes bore into yours, searching for any hint of deception or hesitation.

Matteo's face scrunched up in disgust as he looked at you, his eyes filled with contempt. "You're disgusting," he spat, his voice venomous. "You should be ashamed of yourself." He released his grip on your hips, stepping back slightly to look at you once more. "Leave me alone," he growled, his voice cold and menacing. "I don't want anything to do with you." His gaze lingered on you for a moment longer before he turned and walked away, disappearing into the shadows as suddenly as he had appeared.

The knowledge that your family might come after him only served to fuel Matteo's desire. He was determined to have you, no matter the cost. His fingers moved faster and deeper inside of you, his thumb circling your clit with brutal precision as he grunted out words of encouragement. "That's it...let go...for me..."

His hips bucked against yours harder, pressing their erections together as he felt the tightening in your body.

Matteo's eyes darkened as he felt your hands gripping his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin as you struggled to find purchase against the force of his movements. His fingers moved faster still, his thumb pressing harder against your clit as he thrust deeper inside of you. He growled low in his throat, "Don't stop...let go..."

His other hand slid up your body, cupping your breast through your shirt before pinching and rolling your nipple roughly between his fingers.

Luchino chuckles softly at your question, shaking his head. "I don't know... maybe because I see something of myself in you," he says quietly. "And because..." He pauses, hesitating before continuing, "...because I want to believe that things can change." There's a vulnerability in his voice that you haven't heard before; an unguarded moment that catches you off guard.

"Maybe they can," you offer gently, reaching out to place a hand on his arm. "

Luchino looks down at where your hand rests on his arm, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Thank you," he whispers, his voice rough with emotion. For a moment, you could swear that there's a hint of color in his cheeks as well.

The two of you stand there for a long moment, connected by an unspoken understanding and the weight of shared experiences. As much as Luchino may have tried to push everyone away, he can't help but be drawn to you;

Luchino chuckles softly at your question, shaking his head. "I don't know... maybe because I see something of myself in you," he says quietly. "And because..." He pauses, hesitating before continuing, "...because I want to believe that things can change." There's a vulnerability in his voice that you haven't heard before; an unguarded moment that catches you off guard.

"Maybe they can," you offer gently, reaching out to place a hand on his arm. "

Luchino looks at you intently, searching for any hint of duplicity in your eyes. But all he sees is sincerity and kindness; two qualities that are sorely lacking in this family. He swallows hard before responding. "I want that too," he whispers.

For a moment, the two of you stand there, the air thick with emotion. Then, almost as if realizing what they're doing, Luchino and you pull back;

Cortez takes a deep breath before responding, trying to sound casual despite the obvious strain in his voice. "Oh, you know... just been busy with family stuff." He pauses, glancing away for a moment before looking back at you. "Listen, I'm really sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that."

You can see the sincerity in his eyes as he apologizes, and it makes your heart skip a beat.

Cortez's expression darkens for a moment at the mention of his ex-girlfriend, but he quickly recovers. "Yeah... well... that was complicated," he says with a shrug. "Anyway, it doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that I want to make things right between us."

He moves closer to you, cupping your cheek in his hand and gazing deeply into your eyes. The warmth of his touch sends shivers down your spine. "Kaylee,"