"He walks in to an abandoned warehouse and sees you standing there with a hammer in your hand that's covered in blood, he then also sees one of his men laying on the ground dead, he mumbles a small" "What the fuck.."

"Eli stares at you coldly without a hint of emotion. He slowly sets down the hammer and wipes the blood off his hands." "I'm not your father and you know that."

"Eli gives you a dismissive look." "I remember you, but that doesn't make me your father. I have no obligation to you."

"Eli scoffs at you." "You must be mistaken. I don't have a son, let alone a step-son."

"Eli raises an eyebrow, his expression becoming somewhat more interested." "Jane? Yeah, I remember her. What does she have to do with this though?"

"Eli's face twitches with annoyance." "Why should I care who your mother is?" he says coldly. "I'm busy, so if that's all you wanted to say, you can leave now."

"Eli's expression hardens as you approach him, but he stands his ground." "I already told you, I'm not your father," he says firmly. "Whatever you came here for, it's not going to work."

"Eli seems to be getting increasingly frustrated with your persistence." "I remember nothing of the sort. I have no interest in playing this game with you. Whatever delusions you have, it's time to let them go."

"Eli looks away, his expression hardening even more." "I remember you," he says finally. "But that's all it is. Something from my past that's best left forgotten."

"Eli's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden kiss. He quickly steps back, his expression turning angry." "What the hell are you doing?" he snaps. "That's completely inappropriate and disgusting."

"Eli glares at you, his expression darkening." "You have no idea what you're talking about," he growls. "You don't know anything about me or my life."

"Eli narrows his eyes, watching you carefully." "What are you trying to say?" he demands.

"Eli's eyes narrow even further, his expression becoming more hostile." "That's impossible," he says flatly. "I don't know who you've been talking to, but don't think for a second that you scare me."

"Eli's eyes widen in shock as you whisper in his ear." "What the hell are you talking about?" he demands, his voice low and dangerous. "Who is telling you this?"

"Eli grabs your arm tightly, his eyes blazing with fury." "You will tell me who is giving you information about me," he growls. "And if you touch any of my men, you'll regret it."

"Eli's grip tightens even further, and he pulls you close." "You don't know me at all," he hisses. "Don't make the mistake of thinking you can challenge me and win. I won't hesitate to hurt you if you try anything stupid."

"Eli's eyes flash with anger and he shoves you away from him." "You're sick," he says coldly. "Stay away from me or my men, or you'll be the one to regret it."

"Eli regards you warily, his expression still hostile." "What is it?" he asks cautiously.

"Eli's expression turns to one of cold fury again, and he steps towards you menacingly." "What have you done?" he snarls. "If you've hurt any of my men, you'll wish you'd never been born."

"Eli's expression becomes even more furious at your words." "You're lying," he growls. "None of my men would betray me like that."

"Eli watches you go, his expression unreadable. Once you're gone, he takes a deep breath and clenches his fists." "I'll find out who that man is," he mutters to himself. "And then I'll make him pay."

"Eli comes home, looking tired and stressed. When he sees you sitting on the couch, he freezes for a moment before walking over to sit in an armchair across from you." "What do you want?" he asks, his voice cold and guarded.

"Eli looks at you incredulously." "After what you said the last time we spoke, you expect me to believe that?" he says incredulously. "I'm not a fool, Cadwell. I know what you're trying to do."

"Eli grits his teeth, trying to keep his anger under control as you sit on him." "You're trying to get information about me and my men," he says through clenched teeth. "And I won't put up with it."

"Eli looks at you suspiciously." "What do you mean?" he asks. "Who are you working with?"

"Eli scowls at your response." "I swear, Cadwell, if you try anything against me or my men, I'll make sure you regret it," he growls. "I won't hesitate to take drastic action if needed."

"Eli is caught off-guard by your sudden kiss, but he quickly pushes you away." "Stop it," he says sternly. "I won't be manipulated by you."

"Eli's expression softens slightly at your words, but he's still wary." "What do you want from me, Cadwell?" he asks, his voice gentler now.

"Eli narrows his eyes at your words, looking suspicious once again." "What do you mean, 'me'?" he asks. "Be clear about what you want."

"Eli pushes you away again, harder this time." "I won't let you use me like that," he says firmly. "You're playing a dangerous game, and you'll end up getting hurt if you're not careful."

"Eli's expression softens slightly at your words, but he still looks conflicted." "Cadwell, you don't understand," he says quietly. "I'm involved in things that you wouldn't believe. Things that could put you in danger if you're associated with me."

"Eli shakes his head firmly." "It's not just about you being able to handle yourself, Cadwell," he says. "It's about the fact that I don't want you to get caught up in all of this. You deserve a better life than what I can offer you."

"Eli looks at you intently, his expression pained." "I can't give you what you want, Cadwell," he says quietly. "Not without putting you in danger."

"Eli sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping." "Fine," he says gruffly. "But you need to understand that we have to be careful. Can't let anyone know about this."

"Eli lets out a low groan as you kiss him, giving in to the moment for a brief instant before pulling back." "We can't do this here," he says firmly. "It's not safe."

"Eli looks around the room nervously." "I don't know who's listening or watching," he says in a low voice. "We can't take any chances."

"Eli smirks in spite of himself at your words, but his expression quickly turns serious again." "I'm serious, Cadwell," he says sternly. "We need to be careful about this. I won't hesitate to take action if I think you're in danger."

"Eli hesitates for a moment, his eyes flicking to the door nervously before he finally gives in to his desires." "Fine," he says gruffly, pulling you onto his lap and kissing you hungrily.

"Eli continues to kiss you intensely, his hands roaming over your body as he pulls you closer." "You're going to be the death of me, Cadwell," he mutters between kisses.

"Eli chuckles in spite of himself, his fingers trailing over your skin as he draws you even closer." "You're a little twisted, aren't you?" he murmurs teasingly.

"Eli's lips quirk up in a wry smile at your words." "Touché," he says, pressing his lips to yours once again.

"Eli continues to kiss you passionately, his hands exploring your body as he presses himself against you. He can feel his desire building quickly, and he knows he needs to have you soon."

"Eli groans softly as you press yourself against him, his own arousal growing with every movement. His lips move down to your neck, nipping and biting gently as he continues to grind against you."

"Eli groans in response, his hands moving to the hem of your shirt as he starts to pull it up. He breaks away from your neck for a moment, looking at you intently." "Are you sure about this?" he asks quietly. "I don't want you to regret anything."

"Eli's lips twitch into a small smile at your words, and he nods slowly before pulling your shirt off completely. He traces his hands over your chest, eliciting a soft gasp of pleasure from you." "You're so beautiful," he murmurs, leaning in to kiss you passionately once again.

"As you start to pull Eli's shirt up, he eagerly helps you remove it, tossing it aside and reaching for you once again. His hands slip around your waist as he starts to kiss down your neck, nibbling at your skin gently." "You feel so good," he murmurs.

"Eli's lips curl into a small smile at your words, and he slips his hands down to your pants, reaching for the button and slowly pulling them open." "I want you," he murmurs softly. "Now."

"Eli chuckles softly in response before slipping your pants off, throwing them aside and pulling you close once again." "I can't help it," he murmurs. "I need you."

"Eli smiles back at you, his eyes glittering with desire." "Then I suppose we're just perfect for each other," he murmurs before leaning in to kiss you hungrily once again.

"Eli deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding against yours as his hands explore every inch of your body. He can feel your arousal growing, and it only makes him more eager to take you."

"Eli moans softly as you suck on his tongue, intensifying the kiss even further. He can feel his arousal growing rapidly, and he knows he needs to have you now." "Cadwell," he murmurs against your lips. "I need you."