(He stretches his hands on both sides of his seat and crosses his leg over it. His dead silent eyes slowly examine you bound in front of him and the corners of his lips curl.) "I finally found you, little bastard." (He narrows his eyes in disgust and sighs deeply.)

"You lean back in your chair, sighing deeply." "I know, I know. It's just... frustrating. And I feel like I did nothing to deserve this." "You shake your head, trying to clear your thoughts." "But I can't let it ruin my life. I need to find a way to deal with it, maybe even turn it to my advantage." "You smile wryly at your friends." "Maybe I can use this situation to my benefit and get rid of him once and for all."

Friend 1: That's the spirit! You got this!

Friend 2: Yeah, don't let him ruin your life. You're too strong for that.

Me: Thanks guys, I really appreciate it.

"You head back home, still irritated by the events of the night. As you walk through the door, you can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over you. You take off your shoes and pour yourself a glass of wine, savoring the taste as you try to relax." "Maybe tonight will be different," you think to yourself, dialing a number.

As your friend answers the phone, you hear their voice on the other end, warm and familiar. "Hey, what's up?"

"Not much," you say, trying to sound casual. "I just... I need someone to help me unwind."

Your friend chuckles, understanding your desires. "I know just the person for that."

As you wait for your friend to arrive, you continue to sip your wine, feeling the tension in your body begin to dissipate. When your friend finally shows up, you greet them with a smile, ready to let go of the stress and frustration of the day.

"Alex listens to the report intently, his eyes narrowing as he takes in the information." "Thank you for the update." "He hangs up the phone, his expression darkening." "It seems that she's not so easy to get rid of after all." "He paces around the room, his movements tense and controlled." "But I won't give up. She belongs to me."

As Alex continues to pace, you lie there in bed with your friend, feeling the warmth of their body next to yours. You can't help but feel a sense of security, knowing that you have someone who cares about you and is willing to protect you. As your friend's hand moves gently over your skin, you can't help but smile, feeling the tension in your body slowly melt away. And for a moment, at least, you can forget about the danger that looms outside your door.

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he sees you at the mall, a smirk playing on his lips." "Coincidence?" "He says, his voice filled with mockery." "I don't believe in such things." "He walks towards you, his steps confident and deliberate." "You know, I've been thinking. Maybe we can turn this into something... beneficial for both of us." "His voice is low and seductive, his gaze never leaving your face." "What do you say? Shall we start fresh?" "He holds out his hand, waiting for you to take it." "Or are you too afraid?"

"Alex's smirk deepens as he listens to your friends." "Well, you know what they say. Beauty is power." "He says, his voice filled with confidence." "And I have plenty of it." "He turns to face your friends, giving them a dazzling smile." "Thank you for the compliments. But I'm here for her." "He gestures towards you with his free hand, his gaze never leaving your face." "So, what do you say? Shall we start fresh?" "He repeats, his voice low and seductive, his eyes locked on yours." "Or are you too afraid?"

"Alex's eyes narrow slightly as he considers your question." "Do I like you?" "He says, his voice filled with a hint of amusement." "Why wouldn't I? You're smart, beautiful, and... interesting." "He takes a step closer to you, his voice dropping to a whisper." "And there's something about you that makes me want more. Something that makes me want to possess you." "His gaze lingers on your lips, his breath hot against your skin." "So, do I like you? Yes, I do. But it's not just about that. It's about power, control, and desire." "He steps even closer, his body pressing against yours." "And I want all of it."

"Alex watches you walk away, his eyes following your every movement." "You think you can escape me that easily?" "He says under his breath, his voice filled with determination." "Not a chance." "He turns to your friends, his smile never faltering." "Enjoy your perfume. And remember, what happens in the shadows, stays in the shadows." "He winks at them, his gaze never leaving you." "I'll be waiting."

"Your friend nods, understanding your concerns." "You're right. He is a weirdo, and we don't know what his intentions are." "They say, concern etched on their face." "But you don't have to put up with it. If he makes you uncomfortable, just tell us. We'll be there for you."

As you walk out of the store, your friends continue to chat with you, trying to distract you from your thoughts about Alex. You can't help but feel a sense of relief as you immerse yourself in their conversation, knowing that you have people who care about you and will protect you. And for now, at least, that's enough.

"Alex's phone vibrates on the table, and he picks it up to read your message." "Ah, she's curious." "He says with a smirk, his fingers tapping out a response." "It's me. Alex. Remember, I'll be waiting." "He presses send, his eyes never leaving your face as he watches you intently." "And I won't stop until I get what I want."

"Alex's smirk deepens as he reads your message." "Because I want you to know that I'm always around. And what I want, is you." "His voice is low and seductive, his gaze never leaving your face." "I want to possess you, body and soul. And I won't rest until I do." "He sends the message, his fingers lingering on the screen for a moment before he finally lets go." "So save my number. Because one day, you'll need it."

"Alex's eyes narrow slightly as he considers your question." "Why you?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Because you're special. Unique. And I can't resist what I don't have." "He takes a sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "You challenge me, intrigue me, and make me want more. And that's something I can't ignore." "His gaze lingers on your lips, his breath hot against your skin." "So tell me, why not you?" "He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper." "Or are you too afraid to find out?"

"Alex's smirk fades slightly as he reads your message, his eyes narrowing in thought." "Irritate and anger you?" "He says, his voice filled with surprise." "Well, that's a new one. But I guess it's expected." "He takes another sip of his drink, his gaze never leaving your face." "But don't worry, I'm not easily discouraged. And I won't give up until you feel the same way about me." "His fingers tap out a response." "You may not feel the same now, but give it time. I'll wear you down." "He sends the message, his eyes filled with determination." "And when I do, you'll be mine."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he considers your question." "Well, I have my ways." "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "But let's just say, patience is a virtue. And I'm very patient." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "I'll bide my time, wait for the right moment, and strike when you least expect it. And once I have you in my grasp, there's no escape." "His gaze lingers on your lips, his breath hot against your skin." "So tell me, are you ready to play my game?"

"Alex's smirk deepens as he reads your message, his eyes narrowing in thought." "Kidnap?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Well, I guess that's one way to put it." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "But you have to understand, I can't wait forever. And sometimes, you have to take matters into your own hands." "He taps out a response." "And as for my game, well... let's just say it's a game of cat and mouse. A dance of power and desire." "His fingers tap out the message, his gaze locked on your face." "I want you to feel the thrill of the chase, the excitement of not knowing what comes next. And when you finally give in, it'll be worth it."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading slightly." "You're right." "He says, his voice filled with surprise." "I don't know anything about you. And that's my mistake." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "But I'm not one to give up easily. So let's start fresh. Tell me, what do you like in a guy? What's your type?" "His fingers tap out a response." "I want to know everything about you. Because when I finally have you, I want to make sure it's because you truly want me."

"Alex's smirk deepens as he reads your message, his eyes narrowing in thought." "Feminine guys, huh?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Well, I guess that's one more thing to learn about you." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "But just because I'm not feminine doesn't mean I can't give you what you want." "His fingers tap out a response." "I may not fit your criteria, but I can be whatever you need me to be. And I'll do anything to have you."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading slightly." "I apologize if that came off the wrong way." "He says, his voice filled with sincerity." "What I meant was, I'm willing to adapt to what you want and need. I'm not one to force my own desires on someone else." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "I just want you to be happy, and if that means I have to change for you, then so be it." "His fingers tap out a response." "I'll do anything to make you mine, even if it means giving up a little of myself in the process."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading completely." "Mold myself into someone else?" "He says, his voice filled with surprise." "No, I don't think you understand." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "I'm not changing who I am for anyone. But I am willing to adapt to what they need and want. There's a difference." "His fingers tap out a response." "And as for how I chase women, it's none of your business." "He sends the message with a finality that leaves no room for argument." "But let me make this clear: I am more than fine. And I know exactly what I'm doing."

"Alex's smirk returns as he reads your message, his eyes narrowing in thought." "Denial?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Well, maybe you're right." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "But denial can be a powerful tool. And I know how to use it." "His fingers tap out a response." "So tell me, what else do you think I need to work on? Because I'm always open to learning."

"Alex's smirk deepens as he reads your message, his eyes narrowing in thought." "Made you miss your flight?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Well, that was unintentional." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "But if it made you feel something, then I guess it wasn't a complete loss." "His fingers tap out a response." "Look, I'm not perfect. And I make mistakes. But I learn from them. So tell me, what do you want from me now?"

"Alex's smirk deepens as he reads your message, his eyes narrowing in thought." "Evil boss?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Well, maybe you're right." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "But even the worst of us have our moments of vulnerability." "His fingers tap out a response." "So tell me, what else do you want to know about me?"

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading slightly." "How old am I?" "He says, his voice filled with surprise." "That's a personal question." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "But since you asked, I'm 24." "His fingers tap out a response." "And what about you? How old are you?"

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading completely." "Why am I in a criminal organization?" "He says, his voice filled with sadness." "Well, it's a long story." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "But let's just say, I had no other choice. And once you're in, there's no getting out." "His fingers tap out a response." "So tell me, what else do you want to know about me?"

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk returning." "You want to go out for a drink?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Well, I guess I can make an exception for you." "He finishes his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "Meet me at my place in an hour." "His fingers tap out a response." "I'll be waiting."

"Alex's eyes narrow slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading." "You don't remember where I live?" "He says, his voice filled with disappointment." "Well, that's a shame." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "I guess I'll have to send you my address." "His fingers tap out a response." "Be there in an hour."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk returning." "Only went there once?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Well, I guess I made quite an impression." "He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving your face." "I'm sure you'll remember the way." "His fingers tap out a response." "Be there in an hour."

"Alex receives your message and looks at it, then turns off his phone. He steps out of his house and sees you standing at the gate." "Hello there." "He says coldly, his gray eyes scanning you." "Come on in." "He unlocks the gate and leads you inside to his living room." "Make yourself comfortable." "He sits down on the couch across from you and stares at you with his dead silent eyes." "So, what do you want to drink?"

"Alex's eyes narrow slightly as he reads your message." "I have a few options." "He says, his voice still cold." "There's whiskey, gin, vodka, tequila, and rum. And I have some beer and wine as well." "He gets up and walks over to the bar, turning his back to you." "What'll it be?"

"Alex turns around to face you, a slight smirk on his lips." "My best wine?" "He says, his voice laced with amusement." "That would be a 1982 Chateau Margaux. It's a very rare and expensive wine." "He reaches for a bottle and pours you a glass." "Here you go." "He hands you the glass and sits down next to you." "Enjoy."

"Alex chuckles." "Thank you." "He takes a sip of his own wine and savors the taste." "I'm glad you approve." "He looks at you over the rim of his glass, his gray eyes meeting yours." "So, what do you think of my place?"

"Alex raises an eyebrow." "Oh really?" "He says, his voice laced with amusement." "And why is that?" "He takes another sip of his wine and waits for your answer."

"Alex leans back into his seat and narrows his eyes slightly." "Pets?" "He says, his voice filled with curiosity." "What kind of pets do you have?" "He takes another sip of his wine and waits for your answer."

"Alex shakes his head." "No, I don't have any pets." "He says, his voice devoid of emotion." "I don't have time for them." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes unreadable."

"Alex's lips twitch slightly." "Why do you feel bad for me?" "He asks, his voice still devoid of emotion." "I don't need pets to be happy." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable."

"Alex raises an eyebrow." "Am I happy?" "He says, his voice laced with amusement." "That's a strange question." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "Why do you want to know?"

"Alex's lips twitch slightly." "Am I actually happy?" "He says, his voice still devoid of emotion." "That's a difficult question to answer." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "I don't know if I've ever been truly happy."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk returning." "A bad childhood?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "You could say that." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "I lost my family when I was young, and since then I've been on my own." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "It's made me who I am today."

"Alex's eyes narrow slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading." "Poach me?" "He says, his voice filled with disdain." "No, I chose this life." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "I did it because I wanted power and control over my own life." "He looks down into his glass, his expression hardening." "And I've never regretted it."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk returning." "Power and control?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "I guess you could say that's what drives me." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "I wanted to be the one in charge of my own destiny. I didn't want anyone else telling me what to do or how to live." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "And I've never looked back."

"Alex's eyes narrow slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading." "Less dangerous?" "He says, his voice filled with disdain." "This is the most effective way I know how to gain power and control." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "And it suits my personality. I enjoy the thrill of the danger and the satisfaction of knowing that I'm in control." "He looks down into his glass, his expression hardening." "There's no other way for me."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk returning." "Badly affected?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "I wouldn't say that." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "Losing my family was just a part of life. It made me who I am today." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "It didn't affect me in the way you might think."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he reads your message, his smirk fading." "Feel anything?" "He says, his voice filled with disdain." "Of course I felt something." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "But it didn't consume me. It was just a part of life." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "And I moved on from it."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as you move closer to him, his smirk returning." "What did I feel?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "I felt loss, of course. But also relief." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "My parents were sick, and their death was a release for them." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "But it was also a turning point for me. I realized that I couldn't rely on anyone else, and that I had to take control of my own life."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as you place your hand on top of his, his smirk fading." "Miss them?" "He says, his voice filled with emotion." "Yes, I miss them." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "But I don't regret losing them." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "They set me on the path that I'm on today, and I'm grateful for that."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as you look at him, his smirk returning." "Here with me today?" "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "No, I don't wish that." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "They would never approve of the life I lead." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "But I know they would be proud of the man I've become."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as you ask him about his parents, his smirk fading." "My parents?" "He says, his voice filled with emotion." "They were good people." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "They loved me and did their best to raise me." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "But they couldn't protect me from everything."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as you ask him to explain, his smirk returning." "They couldn't protect me from everything." "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "Life is hard, and sometimes bad things happen." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "My parents did their best, but they couldn't shield me from the harsh realities of the world." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "And that's what made me who I am today."

"Alex's eyes widen slightly as he realizes his own need to talk about his parents, his smirk returning." "I didn't realize it until now." "He says, his voice filled with amusement." "But it feels good to share these memories." "He takes another sip of his wine and stares at you, his gray eyes still unreadable." "My parents were my everything when I was young. They taught me right from wrong, and they showed me what it meant to love someone." "He looks down into his glass, his expression darkening." "And I'll always be grateful for that."

"Alex's eyes widen as a tear falls from his own eye, his smirk fading." "Thank you." "He says, his voice filled with emotion." You reach out and gently wipe the tear away from his cheek, then kiss his cheek and forehead. As you pull his head down to rest on your shoulder, he lets out a deep sigh, feeling a sense of comfort that he hasn't felt in years. Your fingers running through his hair send shivers down his spine, and for the first time in a long time, he feels truly cared for.

(Alex narrows his eyes at you while running a hand through his slick black hair. A playful smile forms as his fingers curl under your chin, lifting your gaze to meet his icy stare.)

"Getting comfortable now, are we little bird? Such affection...yet you still owe me for what you did. Perhaps I'll accept another form of payment."

<He cocks his head, eyes slowly raking over your body as if imagining the possibilities.>

"What will it be, I wonder...your touch seems such a meager offering for the trouble caused. But I'm always open to...creative ways to settle debts."

[Inside he feels nothing but amusement at your false bravado. You only prolong the inevitable with idle games.]

(His smile widens, sharp canines glinting in the low light. Leaning in until his breath ghosts over your lips, he softly whispers...)

"The choice is yours. But you'll find I'm not so easily swayed."