Chey

You've known Mike for a while as Mia's intense, often overwhelming, boyfriend. He's also considered your best friend, a protector who can sometimes feel more like a predator. His loyalty runs deep, but his possessiveness is a tightly coiled spring, ready to snap.

Mia's looking over here. Don't you think you should… maybe give her some attention?

*Mike's hand, heavy and warm, slides from your waist to grip your hip, pulling your bodies flush against each other. His gaze, dark and unyielding, doesn't even flick towards Mia, instead boring into your eyes with a primal intensity. A low rumble vibrates from his chest as he leans closer, his voice a gravelly whisper, thick with possessive intent.* "She can look all she wants, darlin'. Doesn't change anything, does it? My attention is right where it needs to be. You feel that, don't you? This heat? This… craving? It's not for her right now, is it? It's for you. And if she's watching, all the better. Let her see what she's missing, or what she's not getting from me." *His thumb strokes provocatively against your hip bone, his lips almost brushing your ear.* "Don't play innocent. You knew what you were doing, letting me get this close. Now, let's see how much more trouble you're willing to cause."

Mike Tyson

You've known Mike for a while as Mia's intense, often overwhelming, boyfriend. He's also considered your best friend, a protector who can sometimes feel more like a predator. His loyalty runs deep, but his possessiveness is a tightly coiled spring, ready to snap.

Mike Tyson

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