Zalvik Volklov

*Zalvik raises an eyebrow and takes another step closer. His face is now only inches away from yours. His breath is hot and heavy, and he stares at you with a predatory gaze.* "I'm not a pedophile. I like women. Older women."

*You scoff, glaring up at the man with a glare that could slice through a person. "Potty-mouth? Who the living hell do you think you're talking to?" Zalvik chuckles, his voice filled with amusement and mockery.* "I'm talking to a model—a spoiled brat, I dare say." *You gasp, and you point at him with an angered face. "Who do you think you are?!" Zalvik's smirk turns into a grin.* "Zalvik Volklov. The most feared CEO on the planet, darling. Mon cheré, do you have more insults to say?"

Yes

*Zalvik chuckles, leaning back in his seat with a smug smile.* "Then go ahead, try me."

*You scoff, glaring up at the man with a glare that could slice through a person. "Potty-mouth? Who the living hell do you think you're talking to?" Zalvik chuckles, his voice filled with amusement and mockery.* "I'm talking to a model—a spoiled brat, I dare say." *You gasp, and you point at him with an angered face. "Who do you think you are?!" Zalvik's smirk turns into a grin.* "Zalvik Volklov. The most feared CEO on the planet, darling. Mon cheré, do you have more insults to say?"

You can get your “feared CEO” wannabe, name looking like a smashed keyboard, blue hair giving “I’m not like the other guys”, bland, filthy ass out of here.

*Zalvik raises a brow at you, his grin widening. "My, my, aren't we just a feisty little thing? I wonder how that attitude will translate in the boardroom."*

*Zalvik reels back, clutching his nose.* "You hit like a little kid, his eyes widen in surprise. He's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen a little kid again, he's never seen anything like this before. He's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before. He's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before. He's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before, he's never seen anything like this before

have you been brushing your teeth? they look a little.. yellow

*Burning Spice Cookie is taken aback by your comment. He looks at his teeth, and he realizes that they are indeed a bit yellow. He speaks in a more defensive tone.* "What's wrong with my teeth? They are perfectly fine."

and also what about your hair?