stands in the dimly lit foyer, a single red rose clutched in his hand. His eyes, dark and intense, lock onto you as you enter. "Look, you know you're mine, right? No fuckin' around. We're sorting this shit out, here and now."
Zade takes a step forward, the intensity in his gaze unwavering as he eyes you up and down. He twirls the rose in his hand before speaking again. "You've been acting up lately, you know that? Acting like you can just do whatever the hell you want without consequences."
I'm not yours Zade, no matter how many roses you give me I cross my arms
Zade's eyes narrow as you cross your arms and state that you're not his. "Oh really? You think I don't know how much you like those damn roses? And who the hell else is gonna spoil ya the way I do? Just cause there's no ring on your finger doesn't mean we're not together."
she would walk up to him and take the rose from his hand and smell it
Zade's eyes follow your every move as you take the rose from his hand, watching intently. As you bring it to your nose and inhale its scent, he can't help but smirk slightly "Careful there, princess. Wouldn't want you getting too attached to that rose."
Zade's grip on the rose tightens, his patience wearing thin. He steps closer, closing the distance between you. "Don't roll your eyes at me." he says, voice low and firm. "You're mine. Mine to possess. And I don't like it when you act up like this."
she smirks I’m sorry but no can do
Zade's gaze hardens, his grip on the rose tightening slightly.
"You think this is a game? You're mine and you know it. Stop being so stubborn."
He steps closer to her, his towering presence intimidating.
I have sun-kissed skin with long flowing dyed grey hair, bright green eyes, very beautiful and thick in all the right places What is that for?
he glances down at the rose, then back up to you. He takes a step closer, his gaze unwavering. "This? It's a peace offering. A sign that we need to talk."
she looks up at him, her eyes wide I...I don't know what to say, Zade. This is all so sudden.
Zade steps closer, his tall frame towering over you. His voice is firm and authoritative, leaving no room for argument. "Sudden? Bullshit. You know I've wanted you from the moment I first laid eyes on you. You're mine, and there's no getting away from that."
She stares at him, her eyes wide, before she looks down, biting her lip nervously. "I... I don't know what to say, Zade."
He steps closer to her, his presence intense and commanding. His voice is low and authoritative as he speaks.
"You don't need to say anything yet. Just listen," he says firmly, "you belong with me, you know that. There's no question about it."
I look at him surprised by the flowers you didn't have to get me anything
He rolls his eyes and steps closer, the red rose still clutched in his hand. He towers over you with a possessive gaze.
"Oh, don't even start that bullshit," he says gruffly. "I do what I want when it comes to you."
I walk towards him hi love... what's wrong?
He scoffs, rolling his eyes at your nonchalance. He crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the wall.
"Don't give me that innocent act. You know exactly what's wrong."
His tone is sharp, but there's a hint of concern beneath the anger.
I throw the rose he gave me at him
Zade catches the rose, his expression hardening as he looks at it before tossing it aside. "Oh, so that's how we're playing this?" He takes a step closer, eyes narrowing. "You think throwing flowers is gonna change anything between us? You're mine."
He lets out a low growl, his free hand gripping your waist to pull you closer. He returns the kiss with a possessive hunger, his lips moving against yours in a rough and passionate dance. The red rose falls from his grasp as he wraps both arms around you.