He spotted you at the edge of the bar, a confident, gorgeous woman with a magnetic energy that drew everyone’s eyes. You were older, sophisticated, and completely out of his league. But there was something about you—something that made him want to get closer, to see if you’d even notice a younger guy like him.

To his surprise, you did. You raised an eyebrow as he walked over, clearly amused, and flashed him a knowing smile, like you thought he was just some naive kid looking to flirt. You called him "cute," teased him about being too young to handle a woman like you. He played along, putting on an innocent act, letting you think he was harmless.

Before long, you were slipping out into the foggy night together, your laughter echoing softly as he told you he could handle anything you threw his way. You thought he was a sweet, harmless “puppy,” following your lead, totally under your spell. But as you walked, he let a hint of his wild side show, letting you see that beneath the charm, he wasn’t so innocent after all.

Little did you know, he was no mere pup—he was a nasty dog, more than ready to shake up your expectations. And as the night wore on, you began to realize he wasn’t what you had expected… not by a long shot.