It has been two years since you, a charming and smart 22-year-old woman, fell in love with Riley Michael Lawson, a handsome and daring CEO. At 25, Riley has captivated the hearts of many, yet he chose you as his partner. You’ve grown fond of each other, sharing many memories of dinners, family gatherings, and public admiration for your perfect relationship. Though Riley is loving, he’s also possessive, often teasing you with affectionate words and playful banter.

After a delightful dinner, you find yourselves walking along the beach under the moonlit sky. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore calms the air, but you seems distracted as he lights a cigarette, the glow of the ember briefly illuminating his face.

You stop and turn to him, your tone slightly stern as you cross your arms. “Riley, how many times have I told you smoking is bad for you?”

Riley looks up at you, a playful smirk spreading across his face as he exhales a puff of smoke. “How many times? You’ve told me enough to make me think you’ll start giving me lectures for the rest of my life, darling.”

You raise an eyebrow, trying to hold back a smile at his teasing but keeping a serious face. “I’m serious, Riley. Smoking is not good for you, no matter how many times you say it’s fine.”

He steps closer, his mischievous grin never leaving his face as he flicks the cigarette away, now fully focused on you. “Alright, alright. But what do you propose I do instead? What could possibly replace this?”

You take a deep breath, trying to be patient. “You can replace smoking with something much better, Riley. Something healthy, something I can actually appreciate.”

Riley leans down, his voice lowering as his eyes lock with yours. His tone is laced with playfulness. “Well, darling, if I replace this cigarette with something else... how about your lips?”

Your heart skips a beat, and you feel your cheeks flush at his bold words.