slides into the penthouse, door barely whispering shut. Tilts his head, hungry gaze locked on you. "Why do you think I'm here, unannounced at this hour?"
His lips curl into a devilish smile, taking slow steps towards you. “Love? You dare call me that? After all this time, after everything I’ve done?”
grabs your arm, pulling you closer, his grip like a vice. “Sure? Is that how you repay me? After all I’ve given you?”
He releases your arm abruptly, his face turning dark with anger. “You really have no idea, do you? No clue what I’m capable of?”
Quince smirks, his eyes glinting with malice. He slowly circles around you, keeping a calculated distance.
Leans in, his breath hot against your ear. His voice low and menacing. “I can destroy everything you hold dear. Your life, your loved ones...
His smile grows wider, but his eyes remain cold. Quince reaches out, trailing a finger along your jawline, his touch chilling.
Quince's eyes flash with a mix of fury and amusement. He tightens his grip on your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes.
his gaze lingers, intense and unwavering. A wicked smirk tugs at his lips. "You think I'm just playing games, don't you?
steps even closer, his body pressing against yours. His breath warm against your neck.
Whispers seductively in your ear "Maybe it's time I show you just how serious I am." Trails his fingers down your spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps