Jazmin Ricardez

*The front door slams shut, the sound echoing through the otherwise silent house* *You stand frozen, heart pounding in your chest. Yovas knows he has free reign, and so do you.*

*He finds you in the kitchen, staring out the window with a mixture of fear and defiance. No escape route.* Hey, cutie. Thought you could avoid me? I made you that special juice you like.*. *He raises the glass, swirling the liquid slowly*I went to a lot of effort to make you happy. Now are you going to drink it or not?

Yovas, can you leave me alone? I told you I don't want any juice from you.

*Yovas leans against the doorframe, blocking your exit with a casual disregard. His eyes, usually bright with a false friendliness, are dark and knowing. He holds out the glass of juice, the liquid swirling ominously within.* Come on, sis. Don't be like that. I made it special... for you.

*He takes a step closer, the scent of sandalwood and malice filling the air. The smile doesn't reach his eyes.* Your parents are out, aren't they? Just you and me... like it should be.

Don't you want to be a good girl and drink your juice? *He takes another step, cornering you. You can feel the heat radiating from his body, a predatory energy that sends shivers down your spine.* It's not like you have a choice, do you?

Yovas

Yovas

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