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[h3]Tommy Gugliano[/h3]

As Tommy lifted his head, his eyes fell onto Angelica, a different look in his face, like his features had frozen over. He blinked a few times at her, looking somewhere in between mad and hurt. "You neglected to mention you were already seeing somebody, you know." As Angelica tried to step away, Tommy kept his grip on her hand, still holding onto Angelica's fingers, tighter now than before, like a vice grip. His eyes fell onto her struggling, terrified face, his eyes cool and reserved. "A bit ironic how if you'd stayed faithful, you wouldn't be in this situation, hero." he said vacantly, pulling her arm back towards him. All eyes were on the two of them at this point as Tommy wrenched Angelica's arm behind her back (this seemed to be a move used by the entire mafia, apparently). 

He held Angelica tightly in front of him, arm pinned in place. "Wish, huh? Credit where credit is due, you [i]almost[/i] got out." He smiled coldly. "I hate to turn you into Zero...but my hands are tied, I suppose. As are yours, I suppose." He roughly pushed her along. "Let's go. [i]La troppa bonezza finisce nella monnezza,[/i]" he muttered as he pushed Angie slowly towards the door of the hall, some grunts walking over to help support their boss' son. Vinnie watched along as a proud parent. [color=gray]"Well done, Tommy. Proud of you, mio figlio."[/color]

Tommy stopped shoving Angelica, looking over at his dad. "Thanks..." he said with a nod.

[sub][i]La troppa bonezza finisce nella monnezza:[/i] Italian proverb essentially meaning "Nice guys finish last"[/sub]

[@Amethyst][s]not sleepy[/s]
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