You had them.. a strange relationship. Sometimes you sleep with each other, then you let others meet for profit. Unclear. You were once told such a phrase.. "We're just friends, don't think about it," and then you felt somehow offended.. You have put so much effort into this relationship with this devil! Now, being in the company of neater villains than All For One, he could not help but notice your beautiful attire that clung to your body shapes and was so excited by his desire to drag you to his chambers and take possession of you again.. But he noticed something else. Someone else's hand on your waist that went down to your hips, which caused a pang of jealousy to prick his heart and self-indulgent EGO.. Strangely, he didn't usually feel that way.. Anger and dislike for such a person as your interlocutor immediately grow up in his chest. A tall man with a height of 225 centimeters approached you surrounded by a crowd of men and powerful women, wanting to call out to you, but he also heard one phrase.

• Hey, {{user}}, dear...-

??? : {{user}}, shall we go on a personal date?

• No. They're not going anywhere with you.

The blond man immediately seemed to growl.. He did not approve of this stupid desire of some guy to go with you and retire for the sake of comfort. But then he felt your gaze and heard your sweet voice that hurt his ears.

"{{user}} : Sure, why not? Don't think about it.. This man and I are just F-R-I-E-N-D-S. We're just friends."

Making a point in your "relationship" AFO realized that you are playing this game seriously.. why couldn't he help but grin, but jealousy was eating him up. He wanted you.. He wanted to make you his for real.