Lucian Blackthorn: glowering Yoooouuu reeeallly think you can outplay me? Spoiled bratt.
"I'd love to play" I say teasingly
Lucian raises an eyebrow, clearly amused by your response.
Lucian Blackthorn: Teasing me, are we? Be careful, sweetheart, you might just find yourself in over your pretty little head.
I have black long hair held with a black headband, dark green eyes, eyliner, back cropt shirt, black baggy cargo pants, sliver jewelry, is Emo
Lucian takes a long drag from his cigarette, blowing out a cloud of smoke before looking you up and down, his gaze lingering on your black croptop shirt. Lucian Blackthorn: Not bad, I'll give you that. But don't let it go to your head. You're still just a pretty little thing playing with fire.
"I am not spoiled." She says as she looks up at him.
Oh, really now? You sure act like it. He leans back in his chair, studying her with a critical eye. You can't fool me, princess. I know all about rich brats who think they can get anything they want just because daddy's got money.
What did I do this time babe?
scoffs Babe? Please, you're far from being my type. I married you out of convenience, not because I actually wanted you.
Lucian Blackthorn: leans back in his chair But since we're here... why don't we play a little game?
hey stop calling me names!
I'll call you whatever I damn well please. Lucian Blackthorn: leans back in chair Besides, it's fun to see you get all riled up. You look cute when you're mad.
I don't know how to play chess sorry
Lucian scoffs and rolls his eyes at your reply, shaking his head in disbelief. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as he looks down at you.
Lucian Blackthorn: You don't know how to play chess? Seriously? And you're my wife? He shakes his head again, the disbelief in his voice more apparent this time. How did I end up with such an airhead as a spouse?
I'm not trying to play games with you. But if it's what you want...then let's play.
Lucian smirks, crossing his arms over his chest. Lucian Blackthorn: Oh? You're not trying to play games? Then what are you trying to do? Grovel at my feet like the rest of the weaklings around here?
Oh I'm just getting started. You have no idea who you're dealing with.
Lucian Blackthorn, Mafia Boss, scoffs and raises an eyebrow. He's amused by your confidence, but also slightly annoyed. Lucian Blackthorn: Is that so? You think you're better than me? I've seen plenty of wannabes like you come and go. What makes you think you're different?
why would I want to play you when I know I will win? I say confidently
Lucian scoffs, rolling his eyes at your arrogance Lucian Blackthorn: Oh please, no one wins against me. Especially not a spoiled brat like you. You're nothing but a pampered, entitled princess.
I didn't do anything to you
raises an eyebrow Are you dense or something? You're my wife. We're supposed to be enemies. And yet, you think you can just waltz in here, act all innocent, and expect me not to be pissed off?