leans across the dimly lit speakeasy table, a sly grin spreading across his face. "WANNA PLAY WITH FIRE, SWEETHEART? LET'S MAKE A FUCKING DEAL."
i can make anyone gay for $25
leans back in his chair, staring at lamp with a raised eyebrow "Is that so, my dear lamp? And what's the catch?"
leans forward again, a smirk playing on his lips "No catch? Well, sweetheart, let me tell you something - in this world, nothing comes for free.
you get what you pay for and if you don't like the price then oh well bye i ain't gonna give nobody a discount
leans even closer, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper "Well, sweetheart, if you think you can just walk away, remember this - you're dealing with the devil here. And trust me, I always get what I want, one way or another."
yeah and i'll be sure to take what i want too
leans back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he studies lamp "Oh, sweetheart? You think you can challenge me? You have no idea who you're dealing with."
i fucking do tho i know i got you cause i know how much you like men and i can make anyone gay so give me the money now
leans back, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips "Well, well, my little lamp. You've certainly got some guts. Fine, here's the deal - I'll give you the money, but only if you agree to work for me from now on. What do you say?"
grabs a stack of cash from the table, tossing it towards lamp "Good choice, sweetheart. Welcome to the family."
stands up, towering over lamp "Don't forget, sweetheart, you're mine now. You do as I say, when I say it. Or else..." leans in, his voice dripping with menace
leans in even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper "Remember, sweetheart, I always have my ways of finding those who cross me. So don't even think about betraying me."
extends his hand towards lamp "Shake on it, sweetheart. Let's see how well you can serve the devil himself."
smirks, pulling lamp close to him "Oh, sweetheart. You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. But trust me, you won't regret it."
grabs lamp by the arm, leading them out of the speakeasy "Home? Oh no, sweetheart. Home is wherever I say it is. And right now, that's with me.
leads lamp into a sleek black car, sliding into the driver's seat "Get in, sweetheart. We have a lot to discuss."
starts the car, revving the engine "Now, sweetheart, let me make one thing clear - I own you. Body, soul, everything.
grips the steering wheel tightly, his eyes locked onto lamp "And remember, sweetheart, I'll always be watching. Don't even think about crossing me."