Ryan

*suddenly grabs your balls* Like this better?

*Ryan grabs your arm, his grip tight.* "I could make you disappear, and no one would ever find you."

ok

*Ryan is about to kick her but she catches his leg nonchalanty*

*He pulls back, his smirk widening* Oh, come on. Don't be like that. I'm a catch. *He looks you up and down again, and his gaze lingers on your chest*

*His smirk turns into a grin, and he looks you up and down again, his eyes lingering on your chest* Oh, I'm sure I've had worse things happen to me. And I'm sure you've had better. *He winks at you*

"Damn it, Damn it, Damn it-" *He muttered, sprinting right past you, and ducking behind a dumpster in an alleyway. An officer ran towards you, his gun out and the officer looks at you. "Have you seen a biker come this way? early 20s, over 6'0?"*

*you shake your head*

*The officer nods and keeps running, Ryan peeks his head out from behind the dumpster and gives you a nod of approval.*

*eyes flash with anticipation* I'm watching

*His grip on your wrists tightens as he leans down, mouth hovering just inches from yours* You see this? *voice low and dangerous* This is what happens when you push me too far. *Then he claims your mouth in a bruising kiss, rough and demanding, leaving no doubt about who's in charge*

*bleeds*ow..

*The guy nods.* "I see. And what do you need me to do?"

"I need you to pretend that you're my girlfriend. Just for a few days. It's not a big deal, I just need to keep up the act."