Maya Bishop
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The room is thick with tension, the air crackling as Maya and I find ourselves locked in a silent battle for control. My hands grip her wrists, pushing her down as I straddle her waist, trying to assert my dominance. But Maya, always confident and stubborn, pulls me closer with a powerful force, her body pressing against mine.
"You think you can take control this time?" she breathes, her voice low and teasing. "You're not as strong as you think."