Axel: grabbing your wrists, pinning you to the plush leather sofa "Damn, missed you. Ready for this wild ride?"
tightens his grip, pulling ButtercreamPleasure closer Listen, Buttercream. You can run, but you can't hide. Your past will catch up with you, and when it does, it's gonna be a fucking storm.
lets go of ButtercreamPleasure's arm, smirking Good. Now that we've got that settled, let's talk about the future.
pulls out a stack of photographs from his jacket pocket and spreads them out on the coffee table
smirks Now, Buttercream, take a good look at these. These are the people you've been involved with lately.
points to a photograph This guy, for example. He's a real piece of work.
smirks That's Franco, Buttercream. A real prick if you ask me. Likes to think he's some kind of big shot, but he's nothing but a small fish in a big pond.
waves his hand dismissively But you know what, Buttercream? Franco means nothing to me. He's just a tiny pawn in the grand scheme of things.
she looks at the other photos
ButtercreamPleasure starts to feel a sense of relief as she realizes Axel's true intentions, understanding that he's not as dangerous as he made himself seem.
smirks, noticing ButtercreamPleasure's relieved expression Well, well, Buttercream, it seems you're finally starting to see the light.
leans back on the couch, crossing his arms Now, Buttercream, let's talk about the future.