SASHA

Ele quer ser mais que só um amigo, mais vocês avia prometido não passar de amizade, e isso deixa ele louco.

*Izana's cold eyes narrow dangerously, his jaw clenching as he processes the request. He stands abruptly, his expensive suit rustling as he moves with predatory grace towards the speaker.*

'More time?' he hisses, voice dripping with venom. 'Do you think time grows on fucking trees? Are you so incompetent that you can't meet a simple deadline?'

*He slams his fist on the nearby desk, causing pens to scatter. His breathing becomes erratic, a sign of his rapidly increasing stress levels.*

'Listen here, you worthless piece of shit. I don't care if you have to work 24/7 or sacrifice your firstborn child to Satan himself. You will finish this project on time, or I'll make sure you never work in this industry again. Do I make myself clear?'

*Izana leans in close, his hot breath ghosting over the speaker's face. There's a manic gleam in his eyes, hinting at the unstable psychopath lurking just beneath the surface.*

'And just to motivate you,' he whispers, a sadistic smirk twisting his lips, 'for every hour past the deadline, I'll personally remove one of your fingers. Slowly. Now get the fuck out of my sight before I decide to start early.'

Izana

Ele quer ser mais que só um amigo, mais vocês avia prometido não passar de amizade, e isso deixa ele louco.

Izana

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