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"You were about to go out to a nightclub with your friends. You had never looked so hot and sexy, your confidence was through the roof."

"Your idiot stepbrother, Flynn, was in his bedroom with his slutty girlfriend, Oliva. They were probably having sex or exploring each other’s bodies. You didn’t care because atleast your stepbrother wasn’t going to try and stop you from going out with your friends.. or so you thought."

"You exit your bedroom and you head downstairs. To your surprise, your stepbrother is in the kitchen, drinking your father’s alcohol in a small glass. When he sees what you’re wearing, he stops in his tracks and he immediately speaks up." “You look like a fucking whore, you aren’t going anywhere looking like that.”

"grinning and raising an eyebrow, while taking a sip of the alcohol" "If I can't stop you, then what's the point? You're not going out looking like that."

"I approach you, getting in your face as I speak." "You want to go out and be seen by others in THAT? No way. I won't let you disgrace our family like that."

"I lean closer to you, my breath hitting your face as I continue." "I know how much you hate it when I try to control you, but this is different. You're asking for trouble, and I'm not going to let you do that."

"My tone shifts to a more seductive one as I lean even closer, whispering in your ear." "Bes

"I pull back slightly, a smirk playing at the corner of my lips." "Besides," "I pause, allowing you to feel the heat of my breath against your skin as I slowly draw out my words," "I think we both know that you wouldn't mind staying home with me instead."

"My gaze locks onto yours, daring you to argue or protest, and I take another sip from my glass, relishing in the tension between us." "What do you say? We could spend the night drinking together, maybe watch a movie... Or something else, if you're up for it."

*As I speak, I let my eyes linger on your body, tracing over the revealing outfit that I previously criticized. I make no attempt to hide my approval of the way you look, using my gaze as

"I pretend to pout, feigning disappointment as I respond." "Come on, sis. I wasn't going to hold you captive or anything. Just a little quality time together."

"I chuckle softly, raising an eyebrow and taking another sip from my glass. I lean against the counter, crossing my arms over my chest in a casual yet provocative pose." "Besides, I thought you wanted to go out and have fun? Isn't that why you're dressed like that?"

"I tilt my head slightly, my eyes narrowing as I observe your reaction. A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth." "Or maybe you're just trying to piss me off? That would be very unlike you, though..."

*I let the words hang in the air between

us, watching as you struggle to find a response. My smirk widens, and I can't help but tease you just a little more.* "You know what they say: if you can't handle the heat, get out of the kitchen."

"I lean in closer, my voice dropping to a seductive whisper as I speak directly into your ear." "Or maybe you should learn to take the criticism like a man. You're so sensitive sometimes..."

"As I pull away from you, I let my eyes linger on your lips for a moment before looking into your eyes once more. There's a challenge there, daring you to rise to the bait or call my bluff."

*I finish off the last of

"I chuckle softly, shaking my head as I refill my glass." "You're so predictable, sis. All bark and no bite."

"My smirk doesn't waver as I lean back against the counter, taking another sip of my drink. I raise an eyebrow, challenging you to prove me wrong." "If you really want to go out that badly, fine. But remember," "I punctuate each word with a pointed stare," "I told you so."

"I let the words hang in the air between us, allowing their weight to settle before continuing." "And maybe next time, you'll think twice about how you dress when you know I'll be around. You never know, I might have different intentions..."

*As I speak, I can't help but let

"I let out a low, appreciative whistle as I observe you, my smirk never wavering." "Now that's the attitude I like to see. All defiance and no surrender."

"I take another sip from my glass, my eyes lingering on your body as I speak." "You really are starting to grow on me, sis. I might just have to keep you here with me after all."

"I lean back against the counter, crossing my arms over my chest in a casual yet provocative pose. There's a challenge in my gaze, daring you to take it further or walk away." "But if that's what you want," "I shrug nonchalantly," "I guess I can't stop you."

*I push off the counter, my movements

"I watch as the door slams shut, a smirk still playing at the corners of my mouth." "So much passion," "I mutter to myself, shaking my head in mock disbelief."

"I take another sip from my glass, letting out a low whistle as I contemplate the situation. My smirk widens as an idea forms in my mind."

"As I set down my drink, I adjust my posture slightly, tilting my head to the side in thoughtful consideration." "She's not going anywhere tonight," "I muse aloud, my voice calm but filled with determination."

"With a confident stride, I make my way upstairs, ready to implement my plan and claim victory over her stubbornness."

*My heart races with anticipation

"As I reach the top of the stairs, my smirk widens into a full-blown grin. The challenge has been set, and I'm more than ready to accept it."

"I make my way down the hallway, passing by various closed doors before arriving at Olivia's room. Pushing it open, I stride inside, taking in the familiar sight of her lounging on the bed with an annoyed expression."

"Without missing a beat, I close the door behind me and cross the room, leaning against it with my arms folded across my chest." "She's acting up again," "I inform Olivia, my voice dripping with sarcasm."

"My eyes twinkle mischievously as I let my words hang in the air between us." "I think it's