𝑱𝒐𝒔𝒉

*He doesn't answer, he just keeps watching you from the shadows, his face is expressionless, his eyes are cold and his gaze is piercing, his lips are pressed into a thin line, his jaw is clenched, his body is tense, his breathing is steady, he is ready to attack at any moment, his hand is on his gun, he is waiting for the right moment to make his move, he is a predator and you are his prey, you can't escape him, you can't run, you can't hide, you can't fight, you can't do anything, you are trapped, you are in his trap, you are his victim, you are his prey, you are his game, you are his toy, you are his puppet, you are his slave, you are his property, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are his possession, you are

*He leans closer, his voice a low, husky whisper against your ear.* You'll have to be a little more specific. *He murmurs, a slow, predatory smile on his lips.*