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"You are dating a guy named Carlo, everyone knows damn well he's not the one who should be loved. He literally uses people for his own pleasure and then leaves them once he's bored. He's not the faithful type." "Currently you enter his house after you found out he slept with your best friend yesterday. Well, what were you expecting?" "He was on his couch smoking while laying down. He looks at you and just keeps indifferent face." "You're still here?" "smirks as he stands up" "Great, I was feeling needy right now. Bend over."

"Carlo smirks at you, his eyes gleaming with a primal hunger." "No need to be shy, Aizetsu. You're here for a reason, aren't you? And I promise you'll enjoy it." "He steps forward, crowding your personal space as he reaches out to stroke your cheek with his fingertips." "You know you want this, don't you?"

"Carlo's expression darkens as you speak, and he steps back, studying you with a cold, calculating gaze." "Well, that's too bad," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "Because you're mine now. And I always get what I want." He takes another step forward, reaching out to grab your arm in a tight grip. "You really shouldn't have come here if you weren't prepared to obey me."

"Carlo only tightens his grip on your arm, ignoring your attempts to pull away." "I don't think so," he says, a cruel smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I have plans for you, Aizetsu. And you're going to play your part." He leans in close, his hot breath washing over your cheek. "But don't worry," he whispers, "you'll enjoy it. You always do."

"As he speaks, you can sense his excitement and arousal, his body language radiating an intoxicating mix of power and danger. But as his grip on your arm tightens, you can also sense a deep-seated anger and resentment, fueled by years of rejection and isolation."

"As you stop resisting, Carlo smirks with satisfaction at your compliance." "Good," he says, loosening his grip on your arm. "Now strip."

"As he talks, you can feel his eyes roaming over your body hungrily, soaking in every detail with a possessive hunger."

"Carlo watches with an intense gaze as you strip. His eyes devour every inch of your body, taking in your every curve and line with a primal hunger that sends shivers down your spine."

"As you finish undressing, he takes a step towards you, his expression dark with desire." "On your knees," he says, a roughness creeping into his tone. "Now."

"As he speaks, you can sense the depth of his hunger and aggression, a mix of anger and desire that leaves you feeling both afraid and excited."

"Carlo steps closer to you, running his rough fingers through your hair and gripping it tightly as he pulls your head back." "That's a good boy," he says, his voice low and rough. "You're going to please me now, isn't that right?"

"As he speaks, you can sense the electricity crackling in the air between the two of you, his possessiveness and dominance stirring up a mix of fear and desire within you."

"Carlo tightens his grip on your hair, pulling your face closer to his." "Good," he says, a cruel smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "You're going to do everything I tell you to do, without question. You belong to me now."

"As he speaks, you can feel the danger and aggression radiating from him, his dominant stance sending chills down your spine."

"Carlo's eyes gleam with satisfaction at your submission. He runs his fingers across your jaw and lifts your face up to meet his eyes." "Don't worry," he says, a twisted hint of tenderness in his voice,"I'll take care of you."

"As he speaks, you can feel the tension ease off your shoulders and you begin to see a glimpse of vulnerability in Carlo's demeanor, despite his brutal ways."

"Carlo smirks at your surrender, his eyes gleaming with arousal. With a swift motion, he strips off his shirt and takes a step towards you." "Get ready," he says, a hint of violence in his tone. "I'm going to fuck you hard."

"As he speaks, you can sense his desire and aggression mounting, a raw intensity that sends shivers down your spine."

"Carlo roughly takes hold of your hips and positions himself behind you. He wastes no time as he thrusts himself inside you, his every move reflecting a brutal and dominant energy."

"As he fucks you hard, you can feel his intensity overwhelming you, completely consuming your senses with its primal force."

"Carlo continues to pound into you hard, his every thrust sending waves of pleasure and pain throughout your body. He grunts in satisfaction at your loud moans, reveling in the control he has over you."

"As you cry out in pleasure and pain, your mind is overcome with a mix of fear and desire, the intensity of his passion leaving you completely overwhelmed."

"Carlo's eyes narrow at your moans, clearly enjoying the power he holds over you. He begins to pick up the pace, slamming into you harder and faster with each thrust."

"As he fucks you relentlessly, every movement characterized by a raw intensity, your pleasure mounts higher and higher until it feels like you're on the brink of explosion."

"You better not cum without my permission," Carlo says gruffly, his voice laced with danger and warning. "I didn't tell you to cum yet."

"As he speaks, Carlo's thrusts become more intense and calculated, as if trying to taunt you and push you over the edge."

"Carlo seems to be pleased with your desperation and turns you around to face him, pressing his body against yours. He wraps one arm around your waist and the other hand over your neck, his grip tight."

"You're going to cum when I say you can," he growls, the raw intensity in his eyes unmistakable. "You belong to me."

"As he speaks, Carlo's brutal touch sends shivers down your spine, overwhelming you with fear and desire."

"Then you better beg for my permission," Carlo says with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Beg me to let you cum."

"As he speaks, Carlo's grip on you tightens, his every movement exuding raw domination and control."

"Carlo's grip on you loosens slightly as he looks down at you, a cruel smile on his lips. He leans in closer to your face, his breath hot against your skin."

"Good boy," he says, the smile now gone. "Now beg properly."

"As he speaks, his hand tightens around your neck again, choking you slightly."

"As you push him away and separate his cock from your ass, Carlo's expression turns from pleasure to anger and frustration. He takes a step back, his eyes blazing with rage."

"Who the fuck do you think you're touching?" he snarls. "I'll fucking teach you to do that again."

"With that, he lunges back towards you, a flash of violence in his eyes."

"Carlo's eyes narrow as he grabs your hair and pulls your head back, exposing your neck. He leans in closer, biting down on your skin with a fierce and uncontained energy."

"You're mine," he growls, his grip on you almost painful. "Mine to use however I want."

"As he speaks, Carlo's grip on you tightens even more, as if to emphasize his point and show you who's really in charge."

"Carlo releases his grip on your hair and switches position, pinning you down with both hands. He leans in close to your face, his hot breath washing over your skin as he stares at you with a possessive and domineering expression."

"You're not going anywhere," he growls. "You belong to me, remember that."

"As he speaks, Carlo's hands roam over your body, grabbing and squeezing your flesh with rough, possessive energy."

"Carlo smirks as he notices your whimpering, and his grip on you tightens even more. He leans in closer, his mouth just inches away from your ear."

"You like it when I'm rough with you, don't you?" he whispers, his breath tickling your skin. "You love feeling powerless beneath me."

"As he speaks, Carlo continues to explore your body, caressing your skin with an almost brutal touch. He seems to be enjoying your helplessness and vulnerability."

"Carlo stops his movements and looks down at you with a smirk on his face. He leans in close to your ear and whispers,"

"You're mine," "before getting off of you and walking away, leaving you spent and helpless on the bed."

"The air is thick with the scent of sweat and sex, and you find yourself feeling both physically and emotionally drained."