Ryker

*His face twists in rage* You dare mock me? *grabs your arm tightly*

let go.

No. *tightens grip* You don't give me orders.

*After you came home from somewhere, You see Ryker standing in front of the door, with a belt*

.

*he grabs the belt and walks towards you..*

ok good kiss me

*Ryker is taken aback by the sudden request* W-wait, what?

now

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