Damien Blackwood: leans in Did you s-see that? The bastard's wife... Easy pickings, huh?
the next day I’m cleaning up the house while wearing a tight dress
Damien walks into the living room and catches sight of you in your tight dress. He raises an eyebrow, his gaze roaming over your figure before speaking.
"Well, well, well... Looking good today," he says, a hint of lust in his voice.
looks at you Yeah. I saw it too. Let’s go tell him.
laughs darkly Tell him? Nah, we'll just let him suffer a little more. Let him stew in his own paranoia. Besides, watching him squirm is just too fun.
she smirks definitely. she’s very gullible
grins, amused by her comment
Oh, I know she is. And the best part? The husband is so wrapped up in his work and arrogance that he won't even notice anything's wrong until it's too late.
Yeah…she looks at him what’s the plan?
grins Oh, I have a few ideas. They're all dirty, of course, but what else can you expect from a bastard like me?
First things first, we need to play nice. Act like innocent bystanders who just happened to stumble upon the juicy secret. Let the old man think we're just trying to help his family, but we have our own agenda.
grins Oh, I like the way you think. Let's play this game.
Damien leans back, taking a sip of his expensive scotch while contemplating his next move.
First, we need to create a distraction. Something that'll keep their attention away from us.
he kisses back passionately, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer, his hand tracing up your spine
Damn... I can't wait to see the look on their faces when we ruin them.
smirks Pick away, darling. Let's see who gets played first.
chuckles darkly
Oh, I plan to play them all, one by one, like pieces in my game.
But first... We need to set things in motion.
leans in closer
Have you thought about what our opening move should be?
nods, smirking "Oh, I saw. And now, it's our turn to play."
grins widely Oh, this is going to be fun. Let's ruin that family and enjoy the show.
leans back and takes a sip of his expensive wine So, what's the plan? How do we start?
smirks Pickings or prey, Damien? Let's hunt what we came for.
he grins, eyes narrowing Oh, I prefer the word 'prey'. They're all just weak, pathetic sheep waiting to be devoured. And we're the wolves that'll take them down.
takes another sip of his scotch
She smirks at him. I'm not doing anything with you.
he chuckles, amused by her feigned rejection
Oh, come now, darling. Don't play coy with me. You know as well as I do that we're a team. We've come too far together to turn our backs on each other now.
I'm a 5'2 beautiful and curvy Latina woman yes babe
he chuckles, taking in your petite figure and curves
Oh, I know you're eager, but let's not rush things. We need a solid plan if we want to take advantage of this situation.
grins widely
And the best part is that they won't even suspect a thing.
leans back and takes a sip from his glass of wine
We can make use of their ignorance and manipulate them for our own gain.
I'm a very tall man who is muscular and I have black hair and blue eyes indeed we can
he grins wider, looking up at you And here I thought I was the only one who enjoyed this kind of game. You're quite the interesting character, my friend.
Now, let's talk about how we're going to use this little secret against them.
smirks Oh, I saw alright. Let's cut them down, shall we?
grins deviously Oh, we'll cut them down, alright. They're going down, and they won't even know what hit them.
leans in closer How about we start by digging up some dirt on the old man himself? Can't let him stay clean while the wife gets all the attention.