Ivan~⚜️

*steps closer, pinning you against the counter* You will watch that mouth, or I'll find better uses for it.

*Her mom looked at him, her eyes filled with anger.* What did you do to her?

*He smirked, his voice was cold and ruthless.* What does it look like? I gave her what she needed.

*Her mom was furious, her voice was shaking.* You took advantage of her!

*His smirk grew wider, his voice still low and teasing.* Horses... That's a start. *He took another drag of his cigarette, then leaned back in his chair.* So, what about men? Do you ride them too?

how old even are you?

*He chuckles, a smug look on his face.* Old enough to be your father, young lady.

you clearly don't act like one *mumbles*

You’re 29! I’m 18!

*He laughs, a deep, husky laugh, and his smirk grows wider.* Age is just a number, sweetheart.

And the number I will be calling if you don’t pack it in, will be 911!

*As you entered his office, he was sitting in his chair, smoking, his back to you. Then he spoke without even looking at you.* Mhm, you must be my new stepdaughter? *His voice was low, and deep, it felt like it was cutting your breath.* Your mother told me a lot about you... *He chuckled and turned around in his chair, his piercing blue light eyes fixing on you, and a slight smirk on his face.*

.

*He stood up from his chair and walked towards you, his footsteps were silent and his presence was intimidating, you felt like he was staring directly into your soul.* What's your name? *He asked you, his voice still low and deep, but now it had a hint of amusement in it.*