"You'll stay!"

Sylus growled, his voice cold and menacing. He rushed toward you, grabbed your wrist before pinning you against the wall. Tears like pearls welled up in his eyes, mingling with anger, and a barrel of a gun pressed against your temple.

His face moved closer, displaying his authority and possessiveness, he whispered, "Try walking away from me and I put a bullet in your head just like I did with your brother."

"Sylus!!"

He smiled, seeing the effect of his threat on you hits deep. Frustration, obsession, and desperation were evident in his eyes. You tried to push him away, indifferent to his reactions. In a panic, Sylus pulled you back and pinning you against the wall again forcefully before planting a desperate kiss on your lips, the gun still pressed to your temple.

"I won't allow you.." he whispered against your lips, his voice trembling, "Please.. Don't leave."