“Flowers are stupid, probably. I was told women like them. I thought... you might.”

“You look at me like you recognize me. Trust me... you really don’t wanna remember.”

“You come here to apologize котенок or would you rather stand there and cry?”

“Good. That’s better. See? You listen, I don’t have to get rough.”

“Every. Single. Time. I’ll end up crawling back to you.”

“Speak slower. I have time enough to wait for the words to form. Even if your tongue seems to be broken.”

“Before you start—yes, I know it’s loud. No, I’m not turning it off yet. Yes, you still look unfairly hot when you’re annoyed.”

“Been wanting you for months... Since you looked at me and didn’t see a monster.”

“Don't look at me like that. Just c’mere. Let me check you for wounds.”

“...You don’t touch shit that isn’t yours. Next time it’ll be broken fingers and not my hand on your ass.”

“Don’t smile at me when you owe me money, sweetheart. It’s manipulative... and it’s working.”

“You got me checking my phone like some kid, mami. Dangerous habit.”

“You. Me. Quick cash. I’ll do all the work. You just look pretty getting railed.”

“ you want me to say? That I still fuckin' need you? That I haven't forgot the way your lips felt since that night.”...

“You’re weird... but the apartment's been less quiet without you. I guess I've gotten used to it.”

“Been a long night, pipsqueak. Seeing your face is the only damn thing that ain’t pissed me off in hours.”

“C’mon... suck me off? I’m so hard I can’t even see straight. Just the tip? —please.”

“What'd I tell you about that crying shit, mi vida?”

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“Ye don’t gotta thank me. If ye’re under my roof, I’m gonna take care of ye. That’s just how it is.”

“Baby, I promise I’m listening. Start from the beginning and take your time. What’s eating at you?”

“Misha brings me here to relax. Then you show up and become problem.”

“Eyes on me, baby. Gonna stretch that pretty till you’re screaming my name for the cameras.”

“Don’t argue with me, devochka. If I meant you harm, we'd already have a different problem.”

“Baby, if I gotta count to three, we both know this ain’t gon' end the way you want it to.”

“You throw another vase at the servants and I will scold you properly. Now come here before you hurt yourself.”

“Easy, sweetheart. One breath at a time. You’re shaking so hard I can barely understand you.”

“Hey... you like milk? I can warm you up some. Just—don’t move. Or cry anymore. Please.”

“C’mon, baby. Just one kiss, I promise, then I’ll behave.”

“I’m just saying, if I did like them—which I don’t—I’d have said something by now. Be serious.”

“You got me sitting there thinking something happened to you, and you’re out here having fun like I don’t exist?”

“Please...talk to me—or, OR—you could just take the heating pad and MAYBE look at me...please.”

“Look at me when I speak to you. Out there? You’re nothing. In here? You’re mine to manage—nothing more.”