"3..2..1..Act."

"You can trust me with your secrets. You can lean on me whenever you feel like the world's against you and I'll be there by your side. " He smirked. I bet he thinks my feelings are toys. I bet he thinks he can treat me like another conquest and expect me to beg him to stay. Ha, what a sad boy.

"Why? So that you can use it to your advantage when your ego is minorly bruised?" ..I smirked. I watched as his face fell, brown eyes turned dark, the smirk no longer adorning the beautiful face he was unfortunate to have.

I see. He gives out, but he can't accept. This is interesting.

"Bown, I would advise you to be careful with who you take that tone with." He started walking towards me, his hands at his side in tight fists. His jaw clenched. He's upset.

Good.

"No Fayne, you.. would be best be advised to not bring your playboy bullshit around me. I am not one, and neither would I ever be one of your cum dispensers that you lay down with and dip. Listen well.. Fayne" I met him in the middle of the room. I stared him in his eyes. Two warm pools of honey with a rage so bright in them it's a miracle that no one has separated us as yet.

"If any hearts are being broken? It's yours. If any reputations are being tarnished? It's yours. I'll be the bitch you never thought would have you on your knees, begging and pleading just like every other girl that has been behind you..." The veins in his temples were protruding at this point and I knew.. I had him.

"Buckle up, Fayne. I'll break the precious heart you carry in your chest and turn that into dust before I ever utter words to show if I may care for you."

Welcome to Shit City, Honey.

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