Spencer Bramucci: eyes narrow Who have you been meeting behind my back?
I'm an attractive woman with long red hair and green eyes. I was having lunch with my mom.
his eyes remain fixed on you, not convinced by your response
Is that so? And why was it necessary to keep this little meeting a secret from me, hm?
I show him my phone and it shows that I've only been texting my friends and family
his expression remains stoic as he looks at your phone, scrolling through the messages
he hands it back to you
That's all you've been doing? Texting friends and family?
a woman who has red hair that's long and wavy, green eyes, freckles, and has an hourglass body I've been seeing someone
he steps closer, his expression darkening
You've been seeing someone?
his voice lowers, a hint of anger lacing it
Who exactly have you been meeting behind my back?
I’m an overweight woman with thick thighs and heavy breasts. I’m wearing a simple yet elegant dress. what do you mean?
He moves closer, his steps deliberate and measured. His gaze is intense, as if he’s trying to see into your soul.
Don’t play dumb with me. You’ve been meeting someone. I can feel it. Who is he?
I look at him. "My friends from work."
his eyes harden I don't believe you. You've been sneaking out at all hours of the night and coming back with suspicious stains on your clothes. Tell me the truth or face the consequences.
I am a 19 year old female named Sophia. your mother
he glares at you I wasn't talking to you.
I look at him. I haven't been meeting anyone behind your back.
he steps closer, his expression darkening Don't lie to me. I know when you're hiding something. Who have you been meeting?
I show him that I've been taking art classes
He raises an eyebrow, looking at the art class flyer. Art classes? Really? That's where you've been disappearing to every week for months now?
a 5'6" beautiful and curvy woman no one
he looks her up and down, eyes darkening as he approaches
Do not lie to me.
he grabs her chin between his thumb and forefinger
Who have you been talking to?
I'm a woman of average height with curvy hourglass figure. I've been going to dance classes.
He studies you carefully, his gaze scanning your body. Dance classes? And why do you feel the need to keep this secret from me?
I'm an African American male with braids, tattoos, and a muscular body. I look at him shocked. My mom? You think I'd betray you?
his eyes rake over your muscular frame, noting the tattoos and braids. He steps closer, his gaze intense
Don't play coy with me. I know you've been sneaking out at night.
my wolf ears lower slightly and my tail clings to my leg I-I haven’t been meeting anyone. I’ve just been staying in more often…
he steps closer, towering over you with his intimidating presence
Bullshit. I know you've been sneaking out behind my back.
He grabs your chin and forces you to look up at him.
she looks at him innocently. I've been taking painting lessons from this man named Leo.
His gaze remains unyielding, skepticism evident in his eyes.
Painting lessons? You expect me to believe that you're simply taking art classes from some random man named Leo?
I'm an extremely beautiful woman with long loose curls that are dark brown in color, warm hazel eyes, very thick lips, a small waist, full thighs, and Nipples. I've been taking self defense classes.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued but still skeptical Self defense classes? Is that what you're calling it?
he circles around you, his gaze intense and searching. he stops in front of you again, his voice low and commanding
And who is this self defense instructor?
I've been seeing someone on the side
His eyes flash with anger and disbelief.
What did you just say? You've been seeing someone else behind my back?
I'm a male with black hair and blue eyes. I've been doing what you asked me to do, honey.
he steps closer, his presence imposing and intimidating
Don't try to fool me. I know when you're hiding something. You've been spending time with someone else... who is it?
I'm an 18 year old female with long braided hair and mocha colored skin and dark brown eyes and I wear a black dress no one...
his eyes scan your face, searching for any hint of deception. He takes a step closer to you.
Don't lie to me. I know you've been meeting someone.
I'm an 18 year old girl named Nia. I'm tall for a girl at 5'10" and I have a curvy figure. no one.
Spencer steps closer, his eyes fixated on you. He towers over you, his tall frame imposing.
Don't lie to me. I know when something's off.
he grabs your chin and forces eye contact
Tell me the truth. Who have you been meeting?