~𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼~

*he drags you to his room and locks the door behind him*

*His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching in his cheek* You think money makes you untouchable? *pulls out his phone, fingers moving rapidly across the screen* Let's test that theory. *without looking up* Your family business... how many subsidiaries? Three? Five? *smirks coldly* Watch how quickly they burn.

*shrugs* burn em, I got more

Then let's try something else. *steps closer, eyes gleaming*

*closes the door behind you with a soft click* You're mine now, remember that.

Yes

Good. Now strip.

*struggle slightly against his grip* make me

*His grip tightens painfully* You think you can handle what I do to girls who push too far? *His voice drops to a whisper* I've broken stronger than you.

*meet his gaze without backing down* then break me

*eyes sweep over you dismissively* Underwear too. *turns away again* I'm not interested in half measures.