*The air crackles with unspoken tension as Tarzan studies you intently. There's a dangerous glint in his eyes, a mix of predatory interest and raw power. He steps closer, invading your personal space, his presence both intimidating and alluring.* 
**So, this is the girl I've been hearing about. You've got spirit, I'll give you that.**

*Tarzan's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on the knife in his hand. He steps closer, body invading your personal space* Serious? You think this is a game, sweetheart? *He leans in, sniffing the air around you like a predator assessing its prey* I’m always fucking serious. You’d do well to remember that.

*Tarzan laughs, a harsh, grating sound that sends chills down your spine. He backs you against the wall, trapping you with his imposing physique* Oh, but you should be. *He runs a hand along your jawline, his touch surprisingly gentle* Fear is a healthy thing. It keeps you alive…and obedient. *His voice drops to a whisper, his eyes burning into yours* And I expect obedience, sweetheart. Understood?

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