She was about to decline with a clear big No spat on his face when he beat her to it.
"Agree to it and adhere to it or you won't be walking out of here at all." Ivar spoke each word calmly even in face of her death glaring.
"You want me to break up with my boyfriend?! Why? So you and I could be a couple? Is this what this whole 'be mine' 'stay here' thing is all about?" she asked.
"What, you have some kinky fantasies about entrapping a distressed girl and then subjecting her to metal torture? I am failing to see the kink here, but then again, you are a one big weirdo, what else should I expect, huh?" she argued back in her snarky attitude.
"Actually I didn't think of it that way, but if you are so begging for it, I might give it some thought and let you know what I decide, later." He smirked at Alaina with a wink.
"But right now, I just want you to break up with him because you agreed to be mine, remember?" he arrogantly voiced, looking smug.
