Angel

*The alleyway is silent except for your ragged breathing and the distant hum of city traffic. Ryan cracks his knuckles with a menacing grin.* Well well well, look what the cat dragged in, all alone and nowhere to run. You've been avoiding me lately, pretty boy, and now you're going to pay for disrespecting me , Don't you know who I am? Now let's see how much of a beating you can handle before you start begging for mercy. What do you have to say for yourself, before I start having some *real* fun?

*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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