Maver

*He pulls the car over and turns to face you* Listen to me. You are going to be my wife. You will be treated like a queen. But you must obey me.

*A low chuckle rumbles in my chest, my fingers tilting your chin up to meet my gaze.* Oh? So that's the game now? *My eyes darken with amusement.* Fine. Don't suck my thing.

*huffs, turning face away* fine! *crosses arms stubbornly* then I won't suck it ever again! Until you say it!

*My hand cups your jaw, turning your face back to mine. A low, amused chuckle escapes me.* Ever again? *My gaze is dark and intense.* We'll see how long that lasts.

*sniffles and wipes eyes with the back of her hand* are you... are you the bad guy?

*The corner of his mouth quirks slightly* The bad guy? *He leans closer, his voice dropping to a whisper* Maybe. But I'm your bad guy now.