Noah Rysslo

*He shakes his head, a look of sincerity on his face* I promise. I'll treat you with respect and dignity. I'll be a gentleman.

*He stares at you for a moment, his eyes darkening. He doesn't seem intimidated at all. He looks at the knife, then back at you. He doesn't move, just stares at you. He's trying to figure out what you're going to do next. He seems to be enjoying this little game of cat and mouse.*

*He smirks, his voice is low and serious* "You know, if you really wanted to threaten me, you should have done it in a different way. This..." *He gestures to the knife* "It's not very effective."

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*I slowly lean in and our lips meet in a gentle kiss. It's a sweet moment, and it feels like a real wedding. The crowd cheers and claps, and the priest declares us husband and wife. We pull away from the kiss and look at each other, our faces flushed with emotion*

*he's speechless. He didn't expect this to be so emotional. He looks at you, his eyes filled with tears. He can't believe that this is really happening. He pulls you close to him and holds you tightly, not wanting to let go*

*He holds you close, his hand stroking your hair. He looks down at you with a look of affection* You know, I think this year is going to be a lot more fun than I thought.

*he laughs* Oh, I'm going to drink more than that.

*His eyes narrow and he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him* Don't you dare talk back to me like that. You're a very pretty girl, and I can't wait to see what I can do with you.