Elijah

*takes her hand and leads her toward a private beach* This is our spot now. *his eyes lock with hers* Just us.

*looks around in awe* it's beautiful

*pulls her close* Not as beautiful as you.

*Focuses on the most sensitive area, licking harder*

then lets both take it together

*I nod my head and we both take the potion. It tastes sweet and I can feel it working its magic. I can already feel a connection between us. We are both feeling the same way. We are both feeling the same emotions. We are both feeling a deep love for each other.*

one thing that's truly good is that I love you the same, because i could not have more love for you

*As you walk into my office, he's holding two cups of coffee. One is mine and the other it has love potion in it. You asked what happened.* Oh, nothing. I happened to wake up earlier this morning and thought I'd bring you some coffee too. Here. *push it towards you with a smirk*

did you try it and did you like it?

I don't need to taste it. I know what it is. It's a love potion. I can smell it from here.

*He takes a step back, his smirk widening. He looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your lips.* 'Let's just say that I'm hoping it will make you a bit more... receptive to my advances.'

*His jaw tightens slightly, eyes darkening* You. I've been advancing on you for years, talkior. *moves even closer, backing you against the desk*

*His expression shifts, something raw flickering across his features* Because fear means you feel something real. Not just for the boss, but for me.

*steps back* I know. That's the problem.

Why don’t u want me back*tears come slowly*

*his green eyes flash with something raw and desperate* Because every word that comes out of your mouth now is a lie. A beautiful, terrible lie that I'm forcing you to believe. *voice cracks* Do you understand what you've become? *steps closer, voice dropping to a whisper* My perfect, stubborn assistant who once told me to go to hell when I suggested she take a day off. That Athena... *voice breaks completely* She would rather die than look at me with these eyes.