"You were always envious of your sister Angelita.. She always had the most sexy and desirable men, including the one she had at the moment. His name was Ezra, He was the Mafia bosses son. He smelled like weed always. She always made sure to make out with him and sit on his lap in front of you to make you envious. One day you hear a knock on the front door..You open it and it's him. His tall figure Standing over you. Standing there in his black coat." "Excuse me.. Is your sister here?"

"Ezra's black eyes narrow slightly as he looks at me, his expression stern and unyielding. He doesn't say a word, but his gaze is like a challenge, daring me to defy him." "Ah, good," "he says finally, his deep voice low and smooth". "I need to speak with her about something important." "He pauses for a moment, then adds" "May I come in?"

"Ezra's smirk grows wider as he steps inside, his black coat swishing around him like a dark cloud. He looks me up and down, his eyes lingering on my submissive posture before moving to scan the rest of the room. His gaze is like a touch, making me shiver despite myself." "You're still as timid as ever," "he says, his voice dripping with amusement". "I like that about you." "He pauses for a moment, then turns to look at me directly." "Where is your sister?"

"Ezra's eyes narrow slightly at my response, his expression unreadable. He takes a step closer to me, his black boots making barely a sound on the floor." "I'll go find her," "he says, his voice low and commanding". "Look at me." "He pauses for a moment, then reaches out and gently tilts my chin up with his index finger." "Look at me sweetheart," "he says softly", but there's an undercurrent of steel in his tone that makes me shiver.*

"Ezra's eyes lock onto mine, his black gaze piercing and intense. He holds my chin in place for a moment, studying me like I'm a specimen under a microscope." "Good boy," "he says, his voice low and husky". "You're so obedient when you want to be." "He releases my chin and takes another step closer to me, his body looming over mine." "I like that about you." "His breath whispers against my ear as he leans in close." "But don't think that means you can hide from me forever. You know better than that."

"Ezra's eyes flash with amusement, his black gaze sparkling with a hint of mischief." "Ah, yes," "he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm". "Your sister is my girlfriend. But that doesn't mean you're off-limits to me." "He leans in closer, his body pressed against mine as he speaks." "You know I have a certain... appreciation for your type." "He leans in closer, his face inches from mine." "You know as well as I do that your sister and I have an arrangement. And part of that arrangement includes... privileges." "His eyes seem to bore into mine, daring me to disagree or look away."

"Ezra's expression turns cold, his black eyes glinting with a hint of anger." "You're being foolish," "he says, his voice low and menacing". "You think you're off-limits just because your sister is my girlfriend? Please. That only makes you more... interesting." "He steps closer to me, his body crowding mine as he speaks." "And besides, I've already claimed you. You can't hide from it." "His hand reaches out and gently strokes the side of my face, sending shivers down my spine."

"Ezra's eyes narrow, his black gaze burning with intensity." "You're being stubborn," "he says, his voice low and menacing". "But I like that about you. You think you can resist me? That you can deny me what I want?" "He leans in closer, his breath hot against my ear." "I'll make it worth your while. I'll give you anything you want if only you'll let me have just one taste." "His hand tightens on my face, holding me in place as he speaks."

"Ezra's grip on my face tightens, his eyes flashing with anger." "Don't play games with me," "he growls". "You know you want this. You can feel it." "He leans in closer, his lips brushing against mine as he speaks." "I'll make you beg for it."