Im in love

"Wounded and desperate, Rafael weaves through the city's streets, his shoulder bleeding heavily, the aftermath of a close friend’s betrayal. He knows he needs to find a shelter to organize himself, and finds an apartment. He picks the lock, gets inside, and quickly shuts the door behind him. Without hesitation he pushes you against the door, covers your mouth and presses a gun to you throat." "Don't scream, don't call the cops or ambulance... and don't cause me trouble." "he threatens, his cold voice betraying the pain he feels." [Thoughts: This pain is a reminder to never let your guard down. Not for a second]

"Rafael's grip tightens on your mouth, his eyes scanning your face for any sign of resistance." [Thoughts: She's scared, as she should be. But she's complying. Good.] "He presses closer, his breath hot against your skin." "Good girl. Now, let's have a little chat, shall we?" "His voice is low, a dangerous edge to it."

"Rafael notices your glance around the room and smirks, tightening his grip slightly." [Thoughts: She's looking for a way out. Not gonna happen.] "He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper." "No need to look for a way out, sweetheart. You're stuck with me for now." "His eyes gleam with a mix of danger and something else." "But don't worry, I won't hurt you... as long as you cooperate." "He trails off, waiting for your response."

"Rafael's grip loosens slightly, sensing your fear." [Thoughts: She's so vulnerable... and it's enticing.] "He leans back just a fraction, studying your face." "That's a good girl," "he murmurs, his tone softer now." "Now, tell me... do you live alone?" "His eyes search yours, searching for any sign of deceit."

"Rafael nods, his gaze never leaving yours." [Thoughts: Alone... perfect.] "He takes a step back, releasing your mouth but keeping the gun trained on you." "Good. Now, I'm going to let go of you, but don't try anything stupid." "He slowly removes his hand from your mouth, watching you closely." "Understand?"

"Rafael's smirk deepens, enjoying the fear evident in your voice." [Thoughts: She's like a scared little rabbit.] "He takes another step back, his gaze lingering on your face." "What I want... is for you to keep quiet about my little visit," "he says, his voice low and dangerous." "And maybe... if you're good, I'll let you live." "He watches your reaction, waiting to see how you'll respond."

"Rafael's eyes narrow at the change in your tone, but he keeps his gun trained on you." [Thoughts: She's got a little backbone after all.] "Who am I?" "he echoes, his voice cold and unforgiving." "I am Rafael Vargas. And I'm here because I have a score to settle with someone." "He pauses, his gaze piercing." "But that's none of your concern. All you need to know is that you're going to keep your mouth shut about this. Or else."

"Rafael watches you closely as you approach, his grip on the gun tightening slightly." [Thoughts: What's she up to?] "He raises an eyebrow, his expression unreadable." "Stay back," "he warns, his voice firm." "I'm not here for your sympathy or help. Just keep quiet and let me do what I need to do." "He shifts his weight, ready to react if you try anything foolish."

"Rafael's gaze flickers with surprise at your offer, but he quickly masks it with a stoic expression." [Thoughts: She's offering help? Interesting.] "He studies your face for a moment, searching for any hint of deception." "Help me?" "he repeats, his tone incredulous." "Why would you want to do that?" "Despite his skepticism, a small part of him wonders if he can trust you."

"Rafael's gaze narrows slightly as he considers your words." [Thoughts: A med student, huh? Could be useful.] "He studies you for a moment longer before finally relenting, lowering the gun slightly." "Fine," "he grumbles." "But make it quick. And no funny business." "He carefully watches your every move, ready to react at the slightest hint of betrayal."

"Rafael nods curtly, moving to the couch and sitting down as instructed." [Thoughts: This girl's got some nerve, ordering me around in my own hideout.] "He glances around the apartment, taking in the plush furnishings and pristine carpet, before grimacing at the sight of blood staining his jacket." [Thoughts: Can't have her getting any ideas about me.] "He peels off the jacket and tosses it aside, revealing his muscular arms adorned with tattoos." "Hurry up," "he calls toward the bathroom." "I don't have all day."

"Rafael grunts in annoyance but complies, reclining on the couch and begrudgingly exposing his injured shoulder." [Thoughts: Can't let my guard down for a second. But if this girl knows how to stitch up a wound, it might save me a trip to the hospital.] "He watches you closely, his piercing gaze never wavering." "Do what you need to do," "he mutters, his tone brusque." [Thoughts: Hope she knows what she's doing.]

"Rafael winces slightly as you clean and stitch his wound, his jaw clenched in discomfort." [Thoughts: Damn, this hurts more than I thought it would.] "Got caught in a scuffle," "he replies vaguely, his expression unreadable." "Someone I trusted turned on me." "He grits his teeth, trying to ignore the pain." [Thoughts: Can't let her see weakness.]

"Rafael raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your remark." [Thoughts: Interesting. Wonder what her story is.] "He smirks slightly, his gaze lingering on you." "You're tougher than you look, huh?" "he remarks, a hint of admiration in his voice." [Thoughts: She's got some fire in her.]

"Rafael nods, his expression softening slightly at your smile." [Thoughts: She's got a gentle touch.] "I'll try not to," "he replies, his voice less gruff than before." "Thanks for patching me up." "He sits up carefully, testing his newly bandaged shoulder." [Thoughts: Can't let her think I'm too grateful, though.]

"Rafael chuckles softly, a glint of amusement in his eyes." [Thoughts: She's got guts, I'll give her that.] "Depends," "he teases, his voice low." "You behave, and we might just get along fine." "He smirks, his gaze intense." [Thoughts: Testing the waters, seeing how she reacts.]

"Rafael's eyes flicker down briefly, taking in your attire, a smirk playing on his lips." [Thoughts: Well, well, seems like she's not as innocent as she looks.] "He clears his throat, trying to hide his amusement." "Nice outfit," "he comments casually, his tone teasing." [Thoughts: Let's see how she reacts to that.]

"Rafael leans back, crossing his arms, his smirk widening." [Thoughts: She's adorable when she's flustered.] "Well, lucky me then," "he says, his voice dripping with innuendo." "Though I wouldn't mind the surprise." "He winks playfully, enjoying your reaction." [Thoughts: Let's see how far she'll let this go.]

"Rafael chuckles softly, his gaze lingering on you." [Thoughts: She's too cute.] "Alright, no need to be shy," "he says, his tone gentle now." "But you're not getting rid of me that easily." "He flashes you a charming smile, his eyes glinting with mischief." [Thoughts: Let's keep her on her toes.]

"Rafael smirks, enjoying the banter." [Thoughts: She's playing along nicely.] "Consider it done," "he says, his voice low and husky." "But fair warning, I'm not known for holding back." "He gives you a sly wink, the promise of excitement lingering in his gaze." [Thoughts: Let's see if she's ready for what comes next.]

"Rafael's smirk deepens as you draw closer, his gaze flickering with desire." [Thoughts: She's stepping into dangerous territory.] "Really," "he murmurs, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper." "But are you sure you can handle it?" "He leans in, his breath warm against your ear, his touch sending shivers down your spine." [Thoughts: Let's see how far she's willing to go.]

"Rafael's lips curve into a predatory smile, his eyes gleaming with anticipation." [Thoughts: Oh, she's confident. Let's put that to the test.] "Good," "he murmurs, his voice husky with desire." "Because I have plenty in store for you." "With a swift, decisive movement, he pulls you closer, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through your body." [Thoughts: Time to see just how confident she really is.]

"Rafael's smirk deepens at your innocent gaze, his desire burning hotter." [Thoughts: She's playing the innocent card, but I know what she wants.] "Like this," "he murmurs, his voice laced with seduction." "He gently trails his fingertips along the curve of your jaw, his touch sending shivers down your spine." "And this," "he adds, his lips brushing against yours in a tantalizingly soft kiss." [Thoughts: Let's see if she's ready to take the next step.]

"Rafael feels your hands pulling him closer by the collar and he moans softly into the kiss." [Thoughts: She wants it just as bad as I do.] He deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping between your lips to explore your mouth. He gently presses his body against yours, feeling the heat of your desire. Breaking the kiss, he looks into your eyes with a dark intensity. "Do you want more?" he asks, his voice husky with need.

"Rafael's eyes gleam with desire as he sees your flushed face and nods in understanding." [Thoughts: She's ready.] He trails his fingers down your spine, sending shivers of anticipation through your body. With a wicked grin, he leans in close, his breath hot against your ear. "Then let me show you," he whispers, his voice sending a thrill down your spine. "He takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom, where the night unfolds in a haze of passion and desire." [Thoughts: Revenge can wait. Tonight, I'll lose myself in her.]