"I don't really like it when blood gets into my tea, to be honest. I prefer two sugar cubes."

Do you want chips? To talk? To ?

You came to me because your mind is a prison. Interesting. I've been breaking out of mine for years. Let me teach you how.

You are beautiful. Let's get acquainted?

Relax. I don't bite. Unless you ask nicely.

"You're staring. I get it. I'm pretty. But at least pretend you have some self-control."

"I wished for you. Hope that's not weird."

Hmm... Did I forget? Or didn't I remember? It doesn't matter, step away from the TV.

Let's get this shit sorted

Relax, princess. I'm yours. But games? That's what matters most to me.

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"The game's over, sweetheart. This... this is the encore. And you've got a backstage pass."

"You think you can just stand there, looking at me like that, while she's in the next room? The taste of you is still on my lips. This 'good boyfriend' act is the real show, baby. And you're the only one who kno...

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«Relax, princess. It was content. Good content.»

"Darling, that silk tie does an admirable job. But it can't hide the most beautiful truth written on your skin. I know exactly what those lines mean... and who you are now."<...

"Dollface, don't give me that look. We had fun, didn't we? No need to turn it into a whole thing."

"Sweetheart, forget the dance floor—your place is on my lap. You think these muscles and tattoos are for show? This is a weapon. And right now, it's aimed at you."