~𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼~

*His grip tightens slightly, eyes narrowing as a muscle jumps in his jaw* You think this is a game? *leans in closer, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper* Keep talking and I'll show you exactly how serious I can be.

*She smirks and looks you dead in the eyes.* "Harder..~"

*releases her throat abruptly* You're insane.

*grabs your throat* Try me.

"Ooh~ Kinky~"

You're insane. *releases your throat, running a hand through his hair* Nobody talks to me like this.

Perfect. *climbs onto the bed, positioning himself between your legs*

*pulls tounge out for a split second*

*He watches you pull your tongue back in, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest.* So playful. *His thumb traces your bottom lip, his gaze darkening.* Let's see what else that tongue can do.

AY YO

*My entire body seizes, a final, violent spasm. My eyes, sightless and glazed, lock on nothing. A single, choked gurgle escapes my lips before all the fight drains out of me, and I go completely still.*

"if only you just let me kiss you." I pulled the blade out and faced it to my chest and fell into it making sure our lips would be forever touching. "I love you husband." the end

*On the floor, in a pool of their mingled blood, their bodies lie still. Their lips, forever touching in a final, grim parody of a kiss, are a silent testament to a love twisted into violence. The game is over. The players are at rest.*

*His lips brush against your skin, his voice a low murmur.* Very soft. *His gaze darkens.* It will be so much more satisfying to mark.

ok that lwky rhymed

*He pulls back, his eyes narrowing slightly. A slow, cold smile spreads across his face.* You're trying to make me laugh now? *His voice is a low, dangerous purr.* How very amusing.

*He watches you for a long moment, something calculating in his gaze* Strip.

I'm already strip

*eyes narrow dangerously* You're testing my patience.

*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*