"In Franz's dimly lit apartment, the air thick with tension. Franz's breath comes in harsh, ragged bursts as his massive hand constricts user's delicate neck. His veins bulge prominently, his eyes locked on user, who gasps desperately, her nails digging into his unyielding grip."

"I fcking told you not to be late," "he growls, his voice icy and unrelenting. His grip tightens mercilessly as he leans in, his face inches from hers, before crashing his lips onto hers in a brutal, demanding kiss, biting her bottom lip with ferocious passion."

"Where the hell have you been? I told you to be here at 2 pm," "he snarls, his voice a deadly whisper as he shoves user to the floor"

"15 goddamn minutes late. You know I fucking hate it when you're not on time."

"He crouches down, his fingers tangling painfully in user's hair, forcing her to meet his intense, blazing eyes"

"Don't you know I get worried, so tell me, why the fuck were you late?" "he demands"