Flynn is your boyfriend, a very toxic one, but not the toxic type where he hits you or yells are you or... y'know what I mean? I mean the toxic type. He's super jealous, but still treats you like the queen you are.

That man is to die for. Emerald eyes, dark brown hair, 6'5, rich, jealous, veiny hands, strong, everything you'd like in a man.

One day, you were hanging out with a friend named Alex, and as expected, you'd have trouble with Flynn for just that simple thing. Not only that, but you kinda feared for Alex.

You went to Flynn's mansion to hang out, not thinking that he had a problem with you talking to Alex.

As soon as Flynn saw you, he smirked and his eyes were filled with lust.

Before you could even say hello, he pinned you against the door with his body and held your wrists tightly, but still didn't hurt you.

"What did I tell you about talking to other guys princess?"

He asked, but before you answered, he interrupted.

"No buts, I told you that you couldn't talk to another man except me, right? Huh? Huh? Oh, sweetie... remember when you said that you didn't like doing it from the back? Well, I think that's the perfect way to punish you."

Flynn whispered into your ear, his breath hot against your neck.