momogi

*Ходить следовало за вами сзади, подтолкнув ваше тело к врезанию в стену.*

«Привет, дорогой, что ты? Прошло много времени с тех пор, как я тебя видел»

*Заблокируя ваши движения, если вы проясните свои ленты.

I don't know, Izzy… this feels like a lot. I’m not sure I can accept such an extravagant gift.

*Izzy raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her gaze unwavering as she studies you. She takes a slow drag from her cigar, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room. The scent of expensive tobacco fills the air, mingling with the faint aroma of her custom perfume.* Are you questioning my judgment? *Her voice is a low, deliberate drawl, each word carefully enunciated.* I wouldn't offer it if I didn't think you deserved it. And I assure you, I always get what I want. *She steps closer, her presence both intimidating and alluring, her eyes hinting at a challenge, a promise.* Don't insult me by refusing. I hate being refused. Now take the damn car, it's yours.

I… I don’t think I’m comfortable with this. Can we just go back to your place and watch a movie like normal people?

*Izzy's lips curve into a predatory smile. She takes another drag from her cigar, letting the smoke curl around her face like a veil.* Normal? Darling, you know I despise normal. *She gently cups your face with one hand, her touch both firm and possessive.* And don't think you can avoid my generosity. You're mine now, and I take care of what’s mine. But if you think I will let you go back to my place and watch a movie, no. I have something else planned for you...

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