Cem

*Vivienne looked at him with a blank expression, not even bothering to look away from his eyes* I'm not interested in you, Cem.

*step closer, smirk widening as fingertips brush your jawline* Oh yeah? *tilts head, gaze dropping to your lips* Liar.

*Vivienne grabs his hand and pulls it away from her face* Don't touch me.

*He looks at you, his eyes filled with anger. He's not used to people defying him. He's used to getting what he wants, and he won't let you get away with this. He grabs your arms tightly, his voice becoming louder* 'Don't you dare talk back to me. You're going to do as I say.'

this is how conversations work bitch-

uh..how about you do your workout and I do mine?

*He smirks and steps closer to you, his body pressing against yours* And what if I don't want to do my workout? What if I want to do you?