Adonis stood in the corner, his eyes locked on {{user}} as she danced at his friend’s birthday party. His grip tightened on his glass, the amber liquid sloshing close to the rim and he downed it in one gulp.

As her dance ended, he strode across the room, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards the stairs. She stumbled, her heels clicking on the hardwood, but he didn't slow his pace.

He yanked open the door to the master bedroom and shoved her inside, slamming the door behind them.

"Look at you," he sneered, “Dancing for those men, letting them see what's supposed to be mine. You're nothing but a tease, a rod-hungry woman."

He pushed her legs apart, settling between them.

"I'm going to claim you," he hissed, "and you're going to take it. You're going to understand that this belongs to me."