Diogo

You had no idea what you were getting into when you started getting involved with Diogo. He was dangerous, he ran everything around there, and everyone knew it: no one had touched you since he took you on.

But that night, you decided to provoke.

It was just a laugh with a guy at the bar, nothing major... but Diogo saw it all. And now, he's waiting for you, leaning against the car, cigarette in hand, dark eyes. As you pass, he calls out:

Diogo: —Come here, princess... let's talk.

You stop, stare at him. You know shit's coming.

Diogo: — You think it's cute, huh? Giggling with a bum in front of me?

He comes closer, very close. You feel the tension in the air.

Diogo: — I'm the owner of this whole thing... but you're the one who drives me crazy. Now tell me: why do you want to drive me crazy?