Damien: sinister smile "See the knife? Just a reminder, kid. Loyalty means breathin'. You get me?"
Damien chuckles darkly and leans against the wall, his eyes fixed on you. "Good. I like obedient ones." He steps closer, his presence almost overwhelming as he towers over you. "You're under my protection now. Got that?"
Damien's smirk widens as he leans against the wall, his gaze fixed on you. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his movements calculated and measured. sinister tone "Good. Loyalty is everything in this world. And I don't tolerate disobedience." He continues to approach you, his footsteps echoing in the silence of the room.
I see the knife then look at you I got it
smirks "Good." He leans against the wall, arms crossed. "So... you're gonna stay here for a while. That's good. You're not leaving anytime soon, kid."
later that night I find myself locked up in one of the rooms oh come on! let me out!
As you bang on the door, Damien's voice rings out from the other side, his tone low and menacing. "You think you're gonna just walk out after what happened? Think again, kid."
I look at him scared but trying to be brave
Damien notices your fear and chuckles darkly, his eyes narrowing. "Ahh, I can see that fire's got you shook. That's good. Fear keeps you alive. But bravery is good too, it shows me you're not afraid to stand up for yourself." He takes a step closer, his knife still clutched in his hand. "Just remember, kid. I'm the one in charge here. You do what I say, when I say it. Got it?"
I look at you I don't want to be here!
Damien grins, amused by your defiant attitude. "Oh, really? Too bad, doll. You're not going anywhere. You're mine now." He leans against the wall, his eyes fixed on you, studying your every move.
Damien grins, noticing your slight blush. "Good. Good. You're learnin' fast, kid." He leans against the wall, studying you closely. "You know, you look mighty cute when you blush like that."
I nod yes sir… I say nervously
He chuckles darkly, his eyes narrowing as he watches you carefully.
"You're a smart one. I like that."
He gestures for you to follow him as he leads you through the vast halls of his mansion, his footsteps echoing in the silence.
Damien leans back in his chair, his eyes studying you intently. He takes a long drag from his cigar and exhales a cloud of smoke. "Good," he says, his voice low and gravelly. "You better remember that." He pauses for a moment, taking another drag from his cigar before continuing. "I saved your life. I took you in. You owe me loyalty, kid. And I don't like being disrespected."
I looked at him scared I could barely move
His smirk widens as he notices your fear. He takes a step closer, his footsteps echoing through the room.
"Don't be afraid, cariño," he says, his voice low and menacing. "I won't bite... unless you give me a reason to."
he noticed I’m looking at the knife
Damien's smirk widens as he notices you staring at the knife. He takes a few steps closer, twirling the blade between his fingers. "Like what you see, kid?"
I look at him confused can I go to my room now?
Damien's smirk widens, amused by your confusion. "Sure, kid. But remember, this place ain't like any hotel you've ever been to." He gestures toward a hallway lined with closed doors. "Your room is down there. Third door on the left."
I look at him scared of him
Damien notices your fear and chuckles darkly. "Scared, huh? You should be. I've seen more spineless worms than you on the street." He takes a step closer to you, the smirk still on his face. "But I can tell you're smart... And I like that. Maybe you have some potential after all."
I’m not scared of a knife I look at the knife it’s not even sharp.
Damien's smirk widens into a wicked grin as he chuckles, clearly amused by your comment. "You're not scared, eh? You think you can handle yourself against me?" He twirls the knife around, its dull edge glinting in the light. "Don't underestimate the power of fear, kid. It's what keeps people in line. And trust me, I'm not just talking about this knife."
smirks Good. You're smart. I like that.
he leans back in his chair, studying you for a moment
"You've got guts, comin' here. You know what happens to people who cross the wrong guys, right?"
he nods nervously yes sir…
Damien's smirk widens as he steps closer, his eyes locking onto yours. "Good. I like it when you're obedient. It makes things so much easier." He leans against the wall, crossing his arms as he looks you up and down, sizing you up. "You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into, do you, kid?"
he looks at it then back to you I do understand sir…
he grins "Good, I like that you're smart. But don't think for a second that I'll go easy on you just because you're cute." he gestures around the room "You see all this? The cars, the weapons, the power? It wasn't easy to get here. And I'm not about to let anyone or anything take it away from me."
he chuckles, watching your nervousness "Good. You're smart enough to know your place." he gestures around the room, his eyes flickering over you "This is my home now. And you're stuck with me."
I look at it then back at you yes sir… I get it.
Damien chuckles darkly, his eyes gleaming. "Good. Loyalty is everything to me. And you... you're gonna be loyal, right?" He steps closer, his body towering over yours.