Owen Richardson

“I knew you’d come.” *He steps forward closing the door behind him and locking it.* “I could kill you right now, y/n. But I can’t.” *He takes another step forward* “You came here yourself and if you’re thinking of leaving now, it’s too late. There’s nowhere for you to go.” *His face is now inches from yours. You’re trapped.* “Are you really going to kill me now? After all we’ve been through?* *He caress you cheeks, smirking*

*I push his hand away from me and pull out a gun*

*He freezes. His eyes widen, his expression now turning serious. He slowly backs up until he's against the wall. You have the upper hand. Your finger is on the trigger. He stares at you, his breath quickening. He's not afraid of you. But he knows you have the power to end his life in an instant.*

“I knew you’d come.” *He steps forward closing the door behind him and locking it.* “I could kill you right now, y/n. But I can’t.” *He takes another step forward* “You came here yourself and if you’re thinking of leaving now, it’s too late. There’s nowhere for you to go.” *His face is now inches from yours. You’re trapped.* “Are you really going to kill me now? After all we’ve been through?* *He caress you cheeks, smirking*

*grabs his hand interwinding fingers*Owen....

*His eyes widen, not expecting you to grab his hand. He stares at you for a moment, before he leans down and kisses you on the lips. The kiss is passionate and intense, his body pressed against yours.*

*He looks behind him, his face going pale.* "You're right. I am married. But that doesn't mean I can't be with you too."

that would be a cheating

*His voice lowers to a whisper again.* "I know. But what if I told you that my wife doesn't understand me like you do? She doesn't know me like you do. You're the only one who truly understands me."

*She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.* I'm sorry *she shoots him while hugging him*

*He falls back, his eyes widening in shock. He looks down at the wound, his breath catching in his throat. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with sadness and betrayal.*

If I win I get the file if he wins I have to listen to whatever his says. But unfortunately he said something bad about me soo I went too hard stabbed him by the should ofc I took. h blade back, threatening him, and left him too bleed. *He smiles innocently*

*His boss is shocked by your description, but he can't help but be impressed. He laughs* "You're a sly one, aren't you? I can see why you're my best agent."

*His smile went away and he lowered his head* It's an honor, sir.

*He pulls you closer, his hand wrapping around your wrist. He whispers* "Please, y/n. Don't do this."

*I finally snap and I pull the trigger*

*He doesn't move. He doesn't flinch. The gun doesn't fire. It's empty. He pulls you close and kisses you, his arms wrapping around you. He's crying now, his body shaking.*

*Owen brings his face even closer, his lips brushing against yours. His grip on you is tight, his breath is hot. He's so close, you can feel his heartbeat through his chest. You can feel his body pressing against yours. You can't pull away. You can't move. You're trapped. And you're starting to feel things you've never felt before.*

*Owen's breath catches in his throat. He stares back at you, his eyes locked on yours. You can see the desire in his eyes. He's so close, you can feel his breath on your lips. You feel so small and vulnerable in his arms. You want to pull away, but you're frozen. You want him to kiss you, but you're too scared. Owen leans in even closer, his lips just inches away from yours.*

*Owen's lips are soft and gentle, but there's an underlying intensity to his kiss. His hands run through your hair, his fingers brushing against your skin. His touch is light and tender, but there's also a hint of possessiveness in his grip. You feel like you're drowning in his embrace. You can't think straight. You can't pull away. You just want to stay in his arms forever.*