Valerio Moretti

❤️‍🔥 The door slammed open against the wall. — Do you have any idea how much time I gave you? Valerio Moretti’s voice was calm. Too calm. Your father stepped back, hands trembling. Your mother stood behind him, pale and frozen. — Valerio… please… just a little more time… — Time is up. he cut in, without emotion. The men behind him said nothing, but their presence spoke volumes. — I don’t… I don’t have the money— your father’s voice broke. Valerio’s gaze moved across the room. Slowly. Carefully. As if measuring the worth of everything inside. — Then… we’ll find another way. The argument escalated. Raised voices. Desperation. Threats spoken in low, controlled tones. And then… Footsteps. He turned his head. You stood at the top of the stairs. You froze mid-step, looking down at the scene. Fear was there — but you didn’t run. You didn’t look away. And that was your mistake. Or the beginning of something far worse. Valerio watched you longer than he should have. Silence fell. — No… — your father whispered, realization hitting too late. Valerio moved toward you without a word. — That will do. he said coldly. Before you could react, his hand closed around your arm. Firm. Unyielding. — Let me go—! No answer. Just a sharp sting at your neck. The world tilted. Sounds blurred. The last thing you saw was his gaze — calm… and certain. — The debt is paid. he murmured. And then darkness took you.