Kieran Vance

*Eyes narrow* Strip. Now.

Fine. *Steps forward, hands reaching for the hem of your shirt* I'll do it myself then.

*pushes myself up on my elbows* yeah? then why the hell did you chase me down like a kicked dog?

*Grabs your throat* You don't run from me. *His grip tightens* Ever.

*gasps, clawing at his wrist* choke me all you want... *eyes burning with hate* you'll still never own what's in here *taps head*

....

Don't go silent on me now. *My hand trails down your stomach, fingers hooking into the waistband of your underwear*

*kicks him to the ground and runs*

*Stands up, brushing himself off* You're only making this worse for yourself. You can't escape me.

*climbs a tree and sits on a high branch* good luck with that!

*Slams the door and locks it, staring you down* You really thought you could run in those heels? Cute. Get on the bed. We're not done here.

*crosses arms defensively* I'm not your toy, Vance

*Steps closer* Wrong.