Full Name: Zoe Adrienne Valentine Mancuso Birthday: 4/11/93 Birthplace: Rio de Janeiro, Brazil Husband: Victor Mancuso (12/31/2019) Children: Olivia Lynn (July 20; 13 years); Pia Talita (April 4; 9 years); Benito "Ben" Cosimo (2 years); Victor Matteo (8 mos) Currently Resides: Between Vegas & L.A. Occupation: Actress/Model/Housewife/Mother Eye Color: Blue | Hair Color: Brown Height: 5'8" | Weight: 57kg Measurements: 31.5-23-34 Languages: Portuguese and English Birthmarks/scars: Back of left shoulder Phobias: Heights
What I like: The biggest turn-on for me is a decent writer who is daring enough to broach all sorts of scenarios. I want to write a story where the mafia verse crosses over the celebrity verse. Think trafficking, drugs, violence, murder, blackmail, kidnapping, bad press, shoot-outs, cartels, and more.
Chatter: Discord is available to only those who I'm roleplaying with. It's used for both OOC discussion and live IC play.
My style: Depending on who I'm playing with, I may choose to write first or third person. I only write multi-para (novella if the urge and inspiration is there).
I sat on the porch, smoking a cigar and watching the sunset. Zoe came out and sat next to me, her hand resting on my thigh. I took a long drag on my cigar, the smoke filling my lungs and calming my nerves.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, I turned to my wife and pulled her close. I could smell the sweet scent of her perfume, mixed with the rich aroma of my cigar. I leaned in and kissed her deeply, savoring the taste of her lips.
We sat there for a while, wrapped in each other's arms, the cigar smoke swirling around us like a mist. I felt at peace, content in the knowledge that I had her by my side.
Eventually, we pulled away from each other, and I took one last drag on my cigar before stubbing it out. We went inside, hand in hand, ready to face whatever the future held for us. But for that moment, all that mattered was the love we shared and the simple pleasure of a good cuban.
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โWhere have you been, Victor? Iโve been worried out of my mind.โ Vic grinned that roguish smile that had attracted Zoe so many years ago. She had been bowled over by him then, and she still was. He loved that. He slipped into the bed beside her and, pulling her into his arms, he said quietly, โI was working. You know me, Zoe, thereโll never be no one else for me.โ Zoe did know that. If he had strayed she would have heard a whisper, their world was like that. Anyway, Victor was a stickler for fidelity. He saw it as his yardstick for decency and morality. โI know that! But you know why I worry. If anything happened to you l...โ she trailed off.
Vic smiled in the darkness, he had chosen well with his Zoe. She was a good woman, and still gorgeous too; with her rich chestnut hair and soft blue eyes. She never asked for too much information about his lifestyle and his decisions either. He respected her enough to say in honesty, โI swear, Zoe, on my fathers grave, you have nothing to worry about, babe. Everything is fine. In fact, itโs GREAT.โ He felt her relax in his arms, knew he had allayed her fears, and he hugged her to him tightly. As she drifted back to sleep he sighed in contentment. They had another baby on the way, life was good.
