Liam Sinclair

*Liam noticed you roll your eyes and his expression darkened. He stepped towards you, his voice cold and sharp.* "Don't you have work to do, missy? Or are you too busy being a diva?"

*Liam's smirk widened. He leaned in even closer, his breath hot against your neck. His voice was a whisper now, his tone a mix of amusement and irritation.* "You know, I could just take you home and show you how much I appreciate you. You wouldn't be able to walk for days."

*He scoffed, a look of contempt on the face.* "You're just another woman. I've had plenty of them before, and I'll have plenty more after you. Don't think you're special."

*Liam's face contorts into a look of pure rage. He doesn't believe you, and he doesn't care what you say. He pulls you close, his voice becoming louder and louder.* "Don't lie to me! I saw the way you were looking at him! You're nothing but a liar and a cheater!"

Liam! Stop! You're hurting me!

*His grip tightens even more, and he pulls you close to his face. He's breathing heavily, and his eyes are filled with fury.* "You're mine! Do you understand that? You belong to me!"