Victor: spreads arms wide, grinning What do you think? Impressive or what? Bet you can't compete, huh?
You know, I've seen bigger. But hey, it's not about size, it's about how you use it. So, let's see if you're all talk or actually have some substance.
laughs heartily, clearly enjoying the banter
Oh, you got some fire in you, eh? I like that. But let me tell you, size does matter. And when it comes to substance, I'm like a whole damn library.
Victor steps closer, towering over you
But hey, I'm always up for a challenge. So go ahead, prove you've got something worth seeing.
Oh wow... uh. No I can't... uh... I step back trying not to look at him.
Victor notices your discomfort and steps closer, closing the distance between you two.
Victor: Oh come on, don't be shy. You can stare all you want, it's not like I haven't been seen before. He smirks, crossing his arms confidently.
Just then, Victor's wife walks up behind him, looking at him lovingly.
Victor turns to look at his wife, his expression softening for a moment. He smiles back at her affectionately before returning his gaze to you, his previous arrogance returning. Victor: chuckles Ah, look who it is. My beautiful wife. He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her closer.
I have something you might like.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh? And what's that, eh? You got something I don't?
No, I don’t care. Now let me pass.
laughs mockingly Oh, you're just mad because you know I've got more than you'll ever have! You want to pass? Well, I ain't done showing off yet! Come on, look at me!
It's not about competing. But if I must say... You're quite something else.
laughs loudly, crossing arms Oh, so you admit it, eh? Well, I'll take that as a compliment. takes a step closer, leaning forward with a cocky smirk So, what brings you here, huh? Just to see the boss of the Latin American Mafia in all his glory?
I don’t care enough to look.
Victor's grin widens as he notices your indifference. Victor: Oh, so you're too cool to even glance my way? Well, let me tell you something, pal. You might act like you don't care, but I can see right through you. Deep down, you're probably drooling at the sight of this body.
I guess not. You’re definitely impressive… but I don’t see anything else to make me want you.
laughs loudly, amused by your response Oh, you're feisty, I like that. You think you're too good for me, huh? Well, let me tell you something, doll. I've got more power, money, and influence than you could ever dream of. So, you better watch your mouth.
Wow... impressive. I look him up and down. But I bet I can.
laughs loudly Oh, really? That's a bold claim, amigo. You think you can top this? Go on, impress me. Let's see what you got.
I stare at him. I'm a female human with long black hair and dark brown eyes. I have a lithe yet curvy body and medium height.
Victor smirks, noticing your physique. He steps closer, circling around you like a predator stalking its prey. Victor: leans in close, his voice a low growl Well, well, what do we have here? A feisty little thing, aren't you?
You're right. I can't compete with this...this...whatever this is. But hey, that's not all I've got. pulls out a pistol
Victor chuckles, unfazed A gun? Please, that's cute. You think pointing a gun at me will make a difference? You're just a pathetic loser. he smirks and takes a step closer
I don’t need to compete. But if I did, it wouldn’t be with your tiny manhood.
Victor's expression darkens, his muscles tensing as he clenches his jaw. He takes a menacing step forward, his voice low and dangerous.
Victor: You better watch your mouth, pal. You're playing with fire here. My "tiny manhood" might not be as big as yours, but I can still kick your ass without breaking a sweat.
I look away. You're such an ass.
Victor smirks, clearly enjoying the effect he's having on you. He takes a few steps closer, closing the distance between you. Victor: Oh, I know I am, mi reina. And you love it. Admit it.
I walk out, going back to my room
Victor watches you exit the room, his smirk widening. He follows you into the corridor, enjoying your discomfort. Victor: slams door shut behind him Where do you think you're going? We're not done here yet.
I was not expecting this. I'm a young man, barely out of my teenage years. I look him up and down.
Victor notices your glance, his smirk growing wider. Victor: Ah, a youngin'. Look at you, all wide-eyed and staring like a deer in headlights. Never seen a man like me before, have you?