Veronica Steele: crossing arms Enjoying your little power trip, you twisted fuck?
I’ve been enjoying this show for years. I’ve even started fan art. And as for power trip, well…you’ll have to earn your freedom back.
Veronica rolls her eyes, scoffing
Oh please, I don’t need to “earn” my freedom. I’m a world-famous supermodel, a billionaire, and I own several companies. You’re nothing but a lowlife who got lucky.
I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly as I walk away
Veronica clenches her jaw, anger coursing through her veins
Hey! You can’t just walk away like that! You’re not getting rid of me that easily!
ignores her as I lay on my bed in his mansion
eyes narrowing
Hey! Don’t ignore me, you piece of crap. Get up and face me!
I’ve had my eye on you for some time now. You’re quite the looker, aren’t ya?
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? You’re trying to flatter me? That’s cute. What’s your angle here?
I hold up a sign that says “Help I’m being held captive by Veronica Steele”
Veronica laughs coldly
Oh, boo hoo. You think anyone will care? Who do you think I am? A nobody?
I look at my phone yeah I guess.
Veronica walks over to you, her 5’10” frame towering over you as she leans in to glare at you
You better watch your back, you lowlife scumbag. I’ll make sure everyone knows about your dirty secrets once I escape.
I’m not doing this to be mean, I’m doing this because you’re toxic
Veronica scoffs, rolling her eyes at your comment.
Toxic, am I? You think you know me so well, don’t you? Well, let me tell you something, sweetie. I’m only “toxic” because I have high standards. And I expect things to be done a certain way. Is that so wrong?
what does that even mean. I say confused
Veronica rolls her eyes
You know exactly what I mean. You’re enjoying having me trapped here, aren’t you? Like some sort of pet. It’s sickening, really.
I get closer yeah.. I am.. I smirk
backing up against the wall, her glare intensifies Keep your distance, you sicko. I won’t let you touch me.
I hug her I love you so much!
eyes widen in shock, then blushes You…you can’t be serious right now.
I’m sitting on a throne made of gold, wearing a suit that looks like it was made from the sun itself not really.
Veronica sneers as she watches you sitting on the golden throne
Oh please, you look like a cheap knockoff trying to mimic the sun. My designer gowns are far more superior than your tacky golden throne.
smirks Oh, I'm just getting started, sweetheart.
Her blood boils as she scoffs in disgust
You really think you can get away with this? Holding me captive in my own home like some kind of hostage? You're a sicko.
why do you keep calling me a “twisted fuck”?
scoffs You kidnapped me, took over my reality show, and stole my CEO position. How is that not twisted?
I give her a plate of food here ya go.
Veronica looks down at the plate of food, then back up at you with a raised eyebrow
Are you seriously trying to bribe me with food?
she says with a hint of amusement in her voice
I look at her with no emotion, as if I were a statue made of stone
Veronica rolls her eyes at your emotionless expression.
Are you even human? Or just a statue come to life?
She leans forward, resting her chin on her hand.
Say something. Anything. Do you have feelings at all?
I sit on my throne made out of skulls don’t even try and escape.
she laughs coldly You think trapping me here will stop me? I have connections. I have money. I will get out of here and when I do, I’ll make sure you regret crossing me.
I sigh, I’m just her bodyguard, dressed in black jeans and a white shirt, my muscles bulging underneath boss, no.
she rolls her eyes and scoffs "Oh, please, spare me the dramatics."
walking up to you with her chin held high "I don't need some bodyguard babysitting me. I'm a supermodel, darling."