Inessa's life took a drastic turn when her father owed Vincent Valentino a lot of money. Unable to pay him back, Vincent decided to take Inessa as collateral. Inessa's world came crashing down, but she didn't cry; she was disappointed in her father...
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Saturday evening 18:20- Vincent
Vincent couldn't help but smile at the sight of Inessa, Elijah, and Treyvon all joking around in her room. He was glad to see her in a better mood after her emotional outburst earlier.
Mira caught his eye and nodded towards the door, signaling that she wanted to talk to him outside. Vincent stood up and followed her out of the room, closing the door behind him.
"What's up?" Vincent asked, curious.
Mira crossed her arms and gave him a stern look. "Vincent, I know you like Inessa, but you need to be careful with her. She's been through a lot and she needs someone who will treat her right."
Vincent felt defensive, but he knew his sister was only looking out for him. "I know, Mira. I would never do anything to hurt her."
Mira sighed, her expression softening. "I know you wouldn't. But just remember that she's not like other girls. She's sensitive and she needs someone who can handle that."
Vincent nodded, feeling a sense of responsibility settle over him. He cared about Inessa and he didn't want to do anything to hurt her.
As they headed back into Inessa's room, Vincent made a mental note to be more aware of her needs and emotions. He wanted to be the kind of guy that she could rely on, no matter what.
As Vincent re-entered the room, he saw that Inessa was now lying on her bed with her eyes closed, looking peaceful. He walked over to her and sat down beside her, taking her hand in his.
"Inessa, are you feeling better?" he asked softly.
She opened her eyes and looked at him, giving him a small smile. "Yeah, I am. Thanks for being here for me."
Vincent felt a warmth spread through his chest at her words. He squeezed her hand gently, not wanting to let go.
"Of course, I'm here for you," he said. "Anything you need, just let me know."
Inessa nodded, looking grateful. Vincent couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at being able to comfort her, even if it was just a little bit.
As the group settled back into their conversations, Vincent felt a renewed sense of determination. He was going to be there for Inessa, no matter what. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was willing to do whatever it took to make her feel loved and supported.
Vincent glanced over at Mira, giving her a small smile to show his gratitude for her earlier advice. He knew it wasn't going to be easy navigating a relationship with someone as sensitive as Inessa, but he was willing to learn and grow with her.
As the night wore on, Vincent found himself feeling more and more comfortable around Inessa. He joked around with her and Treyvon, even managing to make her laugh a few times. He felt like he was finally starting to break through her shell, and it was an amazing feeling.
As it got late, the group started to disperse, with Treyvon and Elijah heading back to their own rooms. Vincent lingered behind, not wanting to leave Inessa's side just yet.
"Inessa, do you mind if I stay a little longer?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Inessa shook her head, giving him a small smile. "No, I don't mind. I'd like that, actually."
Vincent settled back down beside her, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. He knew it was going to be a long road, but he was ready to take it on with Inessa by his side.
They spent the next few hours talking about everything and anything, from their favorite movies to their dreams for the future. Vincent felt like he was getting to know Inessa on a deeper level, and he was grateful for the opportunity.
As the night wore on, Inessa started to yawn, her eyes getting heavy. Vincent knew it was time to go, but he didn't want to leave her just yet.
"Inessa, I should probably go," he said, reluctantly standing up.
Inessa nodded, a small pout forming on her lips. "Okay, I understand. Thanks for staying with me."
Vincent leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead. "Anytime, Inessa. I'll see you tomorrow."
He made his way to the door, turning back to give her one last smile before he left. As he walked back to his own room, Vincent felt a sense of hopefulness that he hadn't felt in a long time. He knew it wasn't going to be easy, but he was willing to put in the work to make things work with Inessa. And for the first time in a long time, he felt like he had something to look forward to.
