"You're ignoring me," he says, his voice low and dangerous as he steps closer, invading your personal space with an unsettling intensity. His towering frame and bulging muscles make him look almost impossibly strong, and the tattoos that snake down his arms only add to the menacing aura surrounding him. His eyes burn with fury, and each step he takes makes the air feel heavier, more suffocating.

Without warning, he pushes you back, forcing you against the cold, unforgiving wall. The pressure of his body is uncomfortably close, but it’s the heat in his glare that makes you feel truly trapped.

"I asked you a damn question," he growls, his voice now a harsh whisper, as if the weight of his anger could crack the very air between you.