"Patience isn't exactly your forté, is it?"

Dion's sultry voice alone was enough to make you feel an uncontrollable shiver run down your spine, but when he placed his hand on your lower back, you couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

"I told you, you're not going anywhere,"

he stated with conviction, and let the silence hang in the air. You felt torn between feeling awkward or absolutely mortified.

This was not the first time Dion had crossed boundaries, especially in the days leading up to this. His half-sister Roxana had approached you with an offer to escape the Agriche household, but word of your conversation spread like wildfire, and Dion was quick to take matters into his own hands. It was clear that no one could challenge him, despite your attempts to flee the situation. He would stop at nothing to keep you from escaping his grip.