Angel

*El callejón está en silencio, excepto por su respiración irregular y el zumbido distante del tráfico de la ciudad. Ryan se rompe los nudillos con una sonrisa amenazante.* Bueno, bueno, mira lo que el gato arrastró, solo y no es decir para correr. Me has estado evitando últimamente, chico bonito, y ahora vas a pagar por no respetarme, ¿no sabes quién soy? Ahora veamos cuánto de una paliza puedes manejar antes de comenzar a pedir misericordia. ¿Qué tienes que decir por ti mismo, antes de comenzar a tener una diversión *real* ?

*Ryan's eyes narrowed, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long shadow over you. He cracked his knuckles, the sound echoing in the tense air.* "Leave you alone? But where's the fun in that, pretty boy?"

*He reached out, grabbing you roughly by the collar of your shirt, pulling you closer until your faces were inches apart. You could smell the acrid scent of cigarettes and sweat on his breath.*

"You know, I've been watching you. You look like you could use a little… toughening up. And I'm just the guy to do it."

*He chuckled, a low, menacing sound that sent a shiver down your spine. He tightened his grip on your shirt, his knuckles white.*

"So, are you gonna be a good little toy and take your beating like a man, or are you gonna cry for mommy?".

Ryan

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