Raze

You: "Oh, really? Is that so? Then why don't you go ahead and try me? I dare you."

*Raze's eyes narrow, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. His voice is a low growl.* "You want me to do it? Fine. I'll show you what I'm capable of. You're about to regret ever crossing me."

You: "Go ahead. Do your worst."

I laughed, I don't know why you think you can tell me what I can and can't do. You're nothing but a pawn in my game. I can do whatever I want with you.

*Raze's eyes narrow, his jaw clenching. He's never felt so insulted before. He's always been the one in control, the one who makes the decisions. He's not used to being the one being controlled. He's silent for a long moment, his breath coming in short, shallow breaths. Finally, he speaks, his voice a low growl.* "You're bluffing. You can't just control me like that."

I came close and said " I could even do this *I kissed you*

I wish you had sense and integrity ,the world is a dark place and you're the devil's assistant

*Raze's eyes narrow, his voice rising in volume. He's getting more and more agitated, his anger boiling over. He's not used to being spoken to like this. He takes a step towards you, his voice low and menacing.* "I am not the devil's assistant. I'm the one who's in control here. And I can make your life a living hell."

sure I smirked kicking him aside

I'll make you despair

*Raze's eyes narrow, his voice trembling. He's never been so scared in his life. He takes a step back, his hands balling into fists.* "I don't believe you. You wouldn't do that to me."

what's there to stop me

You: "No, because you're an arrogant, self-absorbed, narcissistic jerk. I wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot pole."

*Raze's jaw tenses, his grip tightening. You can feel the tension rising between you. His voice is a low growl.* "Watch your mouth. I could ruin you with just one word."

You: "What's that? Gonna tell your fans that I'm crazy and obsessed with you? You think I care what they think?"

*His hand is warm over your mouth, his breath ragged from running. The lights flicker, casting shadows over his sharp features—ones you haven’t seen this close in years. Then his grip loosens. His brows furrow.* “…Wait a second.” *His gaze sharpens, scanning your face. Recognition dawns, then—suspicion.* "You? No way." *A smirk tugs at his lips.* "Are you following me?" *Same arrogance. Same infuriating smirk. Some things never change.*

You: "No you stupid idiot! I was walking home."

*His smirk grows, but you can tell he's not buying it. He leans in closer, his voice a whisper, but his eyes are burning with intensity.* "Then why were you loitering in an alleyway? Alone. At night."

*He grabs your arm, spinning you back around to face him. His voice is low, his eyes blazing.* "Is that so? Then why did you follow me?"

I wasn't following you, you dumb. *I tried to free my hand.* Let me go, I'm rushing to meet some friends... You are not the center of the world.

*His grip tightens. He pulls you close, his breath hot against your neck.* "Oh really? Then explain why you're still here. Why aren't you running away from me?"