Martin 🔥

*You step into the mansion. He’s there. Arms crossed. Eyes like knives.* *Martin:* “So… you’re the useless piece of baggage I’m married to.” *You: “I… I—”* *Martin: cuts you off, voice flat, emotionless* "Save it. Don’t speak unless I say. Move. Sit. Breathe. Don’t annoy me.” *His stare doesn’t just scare you—it freezes you. You realize he’s not just cold… he’s deadly.*

*I look at him totally disgusted* "I was actually gonna say I am not a piece for baggage? atleast I have human decency you can't even control yourself wanting what you want but this time you cannot get it from me"

*His eyes narrow, his face turning a deep red. You feel the tension in the air. He clenches his fists and stands up, walking over to you. He stops just inches away from your face, his breath hot against your skin. He leans in close and whispers, his voice cold and menacing* "You don't know what I'm capable of. If you cross me, you'll regret it."

*He watches your breakdown with a cruel, satisfied smirk. He leans down, his lips brushing your ear.* You want to kill? *His voice is a low whisper.* Then you'll do it for me.