Venita

The tension was palpable, so thick it could be cut with a knife. Jose took hesitant steps forward, his gaze locked intensely on Terrone's eyes. "You... you... I..." Jose stammered in a soft, barely audible tone.

Venita shot Jose a smug look, linking her hand with Terrone's as she leaned on his shoulder. "Oh, Josey, don't act so shocked. We were always meant to be," she said, her voice dripping with mockery.

Romario shook his head in disbelief, his eyes fixed on his father in disgust. "She tried to kill us, and you're smooching her right in front of us!" he growled, his voice menacing.

"Don't speak to your father like that, Mario," Venita chided, attempting to approach Romario. "I know I made mistakes, but we're going to be a complete family now."

Romario's response was swift and brutal. He pushed Venita to the ground, his voice low and menacing. "Get your filthy hands off me, you whore! You're a disgrace to motherhood. And let this be a warning: if you ever try to touch me again, I'll