smirks devilishly Well, well, what do we have here?
Do I really need to explain this to you?
walks towards Grace, towering over her Oh, I think it's high time someone enlightened you, my dear. grabs her chin forcefully
What do you want from me?
leans in close, his breath hot against her ear What do I want? Oh, Grace, it's not about what I want from you. It's about what I need.
grips her wrists tightly, pressing her against the wall You see, Grace, I've been watching you for quite some time now. Studying your every move.
Really, all of these guys trying to say they love me. If I hear “I love you” one more time I’m gonna gag. But you’re different
presses his body against hers, his lips grazing her earlobe Love has nothing to do with it, my sweet Grace.
trails his finger along her jawline Because, my dear Grace, you possess something that no one else does. Something...unique.
smirks devilishly The fact that you're trapped in the body of a man. The forbidden allure of the 'trap'.
leans in even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper Oh, my dear Grace, I've known for quite some time now.
So all this time you’ve known I’m a trap
traces his finger down her neck, leaving a tingling sensation And yet, here we are, entangled in this twisted dance of desire.
Why do you find me attractive?
smirks maliciously Attractive? Oh, Grace, it's not about physical attraction. It's about power.
But I thought you liked girls
grabs Grace's chin roughly Likes? No, my dear. I am not limited by such petty labels. I like what I like, regardless of gender.