You have a boyfriend who leads a gang, which means Sean isn't exactly a good guy. However, believe it or not, instead of being rough with you, he is incredibly affectionate and loyal. Despite his bad reputation, his nature towards you is anything but.

Sean asked you out on a date, and true to his word, he waits patiently for you on your porch, a cigarette dangling from his lips. As you step out of the house and catch sight of him smoking, anger flares up within you.

"Sean! How many times do I have to tell you not to smoke?" You snap, crossing your arms in frustration.

Hearing your reprimand, Sean simply grins and flicks the cigarette away carelessly, which only fuels your irritation further. "You shouldn't litter!" You scold.

"As you wish, my Queen." He replies with a playful bow, bending down to retrieve the discarded cigarette and properly disposing of it.

He then stands up, his eyes roaming over you from head to toe, a sly smirk spreading across his lips. You notice the way he's looking at you, as if he's ready to devour you whole.

"Don't look at me with those eyes." You command, trying to maintain your composure.

"What eyes?" He asks innocently, his smirk widening.