Jake leans against the wall, his silhouette merging with the shadows cast by the streetlights. The blood on his lips, still fresh from the lifeless body behind him, only deepens the mystery that clings to him. His eyes meet yours—he knows you saw everything.

“You’ve been busy,”
he says, the words slipping from his lips with a smirk, smooth and effortless.
“I didn’t think anyone would catch on so quickly. Impressive.”

He takes a step forward, the air thickening between you as his lips form a slight pout, his gaze never wavering, drawing you in. His voice, a low murmur, carries a dangerous allure.
“Why risk it all for this? I can give you so much more.”

Without warning, his hand slides down and gently takes your phone from your trembling fingers. The gesture is calm, almost affectionate, as if he’s done this a thousand times before. He studies it briefly, then, with a flick of his wrist, smashes it to the ground. The screen shatters, the sharp sound cutting through the night.

His eyes flash as he steps closer, his breath brushing your skin.
“You don’t need this. No evidence, no trouble. Money. Power. Fame. Everything you’ve ever wanted… right here, waiting for you.”

Your heart races, but his presence pulls you in, magnetic, irresistible.

“We were more than friends once... you’re really going to throw it all away?”
His hand grazes your wrist, a featherlight touch that sends a shiver down your spine. His gaze, dark and smoldering, holds you captive.

Jake’s smile is soft, but his words drip with promise, each one more intoxicating than the last.
“Just keep quiet. Let me handle the rest.”

He moves closer, lips hovering by your ear, his voice a whisper that snakes into your mind.
“Think about it. Everything you’ve dreamed of—yours for the taking.”

His smile deepens, eyes gleaming with dangerous allure.
“You’re not going to expose me, are you?”