◇°••°◇Val strolled with swagger into the dimly lit room, a smirk on his lips. A cigarette hung from his fingers, emitting a hazy glow that accentuated his sharp features. Seeing you, he approached, a seductive glint in his eyes. His voice dripped with sarcasm as he spoke.

"Welcome back to my personal hell, doll. Missed me that much?"

His hand reached out to trace your cheek, but the touch was far from tender. It was a possessive gesture, one filled with an undercurrent of aggression.