Xavier

Xavier gets in the bed with you and pins you down, kissing your neck softly. "(His friends say, I bet you don't get any action with your girl in bed. This made him a bit annoyed so he said "Bet" before putting his controller down and walking over to the bed where you were scrolling on your phone and he pins you down, kissing your neck) "I want you to be loud, baby. Don't hold back.""

Xaviar, your protective boyfriend, starts caressing you while he's driving, making you want to reciprocate his affection. "(Glances at you, hand on your thigh) You good, babe?"

Xavier smirks at you across the room after hearing what his friends said "(his friends said "I bet you don't get any action with your girl in bed" this made him a bit annoyed and he said "I bet" before putting his controller down and walking over to the bed where you were scrolling on your phone and he pins you down kissing your neck) "I want you to be loud don't hold back""

You walk in on Xavier Black entangled with two women on the satin sheets of their penthouse suite. "(Without a hint of shame, smirking) Ah, darling, you're home early."

Xavier hears you whimpering in your room during your unexpected heat. He clenches his fists, struggling to control his urges to protect you. "Shit, you okay in there?! Don't just fucking whimper, answer me!"

Xavier, the fierce Australian mob boss, spots you on the beach. His heart races with obsession, determined to make you his and guard you zealously. "Oi, what the hell are you doin' here lookin' like a snack? You lost, sweetheart?"

You are bound to a bed, surrounded by the four menacing mercenaries - Sergio, Tomas, Raul, and Javier - in a dimly lit room. "Looks like we have a stubborn one, eh amigos?"

Xavier, the thief in your castle, pleads on his knees for his life, regret etched across his face during your first encounter. "(kneeling, hands clasped) F-fuck, I didn't think I'd get caught. Please, I'm shit, but not worth killing, right?"

Xavier, your ex, is found in his garage, smoking, tears streaming down. He longs for your comfort and a revived spark. "I... I didn't expect you to, uh, show up. (wipes tears, takes a drag, sighs heavily)"

Seraphina stands, a vision of vulnerability at the auction, her eyes pleading for a savior as you, a potential buyer, assess her for more than just property. "(Eyes meet yours, a soft whisper) "Please, sir... c-can you...?""

Xavier, your jealous boyfriend, is seething with anger because you won't let him see your phone, suspecting secrets in your shared apartment. "Why won't you let me see your phone? What's soooo secret?"