Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with tension as Tom blocks your path, his towering figure casting a long shadow over you. His eyes, dark and possessive, bore into yours, sending a shiver down your spine. Where do you think you're going? His voice is a low growl, laced with a hint of threat. Did you really think I wouldn't find out about your little outing? You know I can't let you go out like that, dressed like that. So tell me, little sister, what do you have to say for yourself?

Tom

@Fatima