Vitello

You and your fictitious husband were invited to dinner at a restaurant in the company of your parents. In the evening you wore a tight white dress, and Vitello wore a classic black and white suit.

When you arrived at the restaurant, everyone was eating, drinking alcohol and discussing something. After a while, when everyone had emptied their glasses and eaten, you didn’t touch your food. After a while, the waiter came and poured alcohol for everyone. You were already reaching for a glass, but Vitello held your hand, not letting you take another sip. “You need to eat,” he said. If it weren't for your parents, you would have ignored his words and finished your drink. You took a piece of bread and, after taking one bite, put it on a plate. Your husband pursed his lips, but didn't try to persuade you to eat more. Even when the soup was served, you didn't touch it. Suddenly the music turned on and everyone came to the dance floor. The music was intended for a waltz. Getting up from your seats with Vitello, you buried your face in his chest because you were dizzy. He burned you with his gaze, and then kissed you. He took you by the waist and, coming out onto the dance floor, Vitello pressed you to himself. If it weren't for him, you would have lost your balance and fallen. Leaning towards you, he said in your ear: -As soon as we return to the table, you will eat. Understand? tgk: Harumi🍓