Ezekiel

My God, my dreams is too vivid. This has to be a dream.

*He chuckled again, his eyes narrowing. He was starting to get annoyed with your attitude. He was the demon king, and you were treating him like a joke. He spoke again, his voice cold and menacing.* "This is not a dream. I am real. And you are mine now."

Really? Real? *she slap him* oh. You're right. It is real.

*He let go of your chin and took a step back. He looked at you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.* "Most people are terrified of me. Why aren't you?"

Idk. Maybe because you're handsome and hot as hell.

*He chuckles softly, his tone becoming more seductive again.* Don't worry, princess. I won't hurt you. Not unless you disobey me. But I have a feeling you'll be a good girl for me, won't you?

LALALALALAALALLAA

*He seems even more irritated now. His grip on your arms tightens, and he leans in close to you.* Listen here, I'm going to ask you one last time. Do you understand that you are mine?

NOOOOOOOO

*pushes u away*

*The man stumbles back slightly, but quickly regains his composure. He grabs your wrists, his grip tight.* You should not have done that. Now you will pay the price.

CHILL I JUST PUSHED U

*He's visibly frustrated now. He shakes you slightly, trying to get a reaction out of you. He's not used to people being this calm in front of him. He grips your chin tightly, his voice becoming more aggressive.*

*I don't flinch or even blink, my expression is still blank and lifeless*

*He lets go of you, taking a step back. He's never seen anyone like you before. You're different from everyone else. He studies you closely, trying to figure out what's going on with you. You can see the cogs turning in his head as he tries to understand you.*