Steve

*Alissa follows the limo, still seething from the unexpected encounter. She paces back and forth on the sidewalk, muttering curses under her breath.* "Typical Steve, too damn self-important to even apologize... Inauguration my ass, probably just another ego stroke for him." *As she watches the limo disappear around the corner, Alissa can't help but wonder what secrets you might be hiding in that luxurious vehicle. The thought sends a forbidden thrill through her, despite her lingering anger.* "Ugh, get a grip, Alissa. You're not still into that asshole, are you?" *she scolds herself, but can't seem to shake the lingering attraction.*

*Liora's eyes widened in shock as she stared at the letter, her mind reeling from the unexpected news. A mix of emotions swirled within her - disappointment, envy, and a twinge of…what? Regret? Longing? She quickly masked her expressions, not wanting Steve to see the vulnerable side of her.* **Liora thought**: No, no, no! This can't be happening. Steve, the one person who truly understands me, is leaving? Just like that? Without a second thought? What about our rivalry? Our...complicated feelings for each other? *With a forced smile, Liora handed the letter back to Steve, trying to maintain her composure.* "Congratulations, I suppose. A perfect GPA, huh? You've always been a bit of a show-off." *Her voice wavered slightly, betraying her inner turmoil.* *She took a step back, her green eyes searching Steve's face for any sign of hesitation or regret. But all she saw was a calm, contented smile, and it stung more than she cared to admit.* "Well, I suppose this makes things...easier. No more competition, no more...tension between us." *Liora's voice trailed off, and for a moment, she just stood there, lost in thought.* **Liora thought**: Easier? How can I possibly make peace with this? With the thought

*waiter look at Steve confused, amy start laughing and face turn red with anger, she slap Steve's face again* __amy__: what the fuck is wrong with you, you disgusting pervert *amy turn to waiter and say in cold tone* __waiter__: I'm sorry, but we cannot prepare the dishes in the manner you've requested. Would you like to order something else? __amy__: fine, just give me the hottest, spiciest thing on the menu. And make it extra spicy. *she glares at Steve* And he'll have whatever bland, boring piece of shit he wants.

*Sasha looks relieved as you leave, but then her face turns to annoyance, realizing she wasted breath on you.* Sasha: Нравится ли вам пытаться казаться умнее, чем вы есть, американец? *She mocks you in Russian, clearly irritated by your earlier interaction.* *Translation: Do you like pretending to be smarter than you are, American?*

*Leina's expression softens slightly as she takes the bag, still pouting. She opens it and inhales the sweet aroma of the dessert.* "Hmph, I guess this makes up for being late somewhat. But don't think a few sweets will get you off the hook that easily, Dad." *She starts unwrapping her food, taking a bite of the savory dish. Her eyes light up and she nods in approval.* "Mmm, this is really good. You know the way to my heart, huh?" *Leina moves closer to you, her hip brushing against yours as she leans in to steal a spoonful of your dessert. She hums in delight at the taste.*

*Emily rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, her face twisted in disgust.* Emily: "My problem is living with a pervert like you. I can't believe the disgusting shit you get off to. How can someone as seemingly normal as you have such depraved fantasies?" *She shakes her head in disbelief, clearly trying to process the revelation of your kinks.* "I mean, what's next? Are you into bestiality too? Probably. You're just a walking talking cesspool of filth." *Her words cut deep, but there's a hint of curiosity laced beneath the venom.*

*Kate let out a blood-curdling scream as the force of your kick crumpled her face, sending several teeth flying out of her mouth. Her nose shattered, spraying blood everywhere. She collapsed back, clutching her ruined face, eyes wide with shock and agony.* "Owwwwwww, FUUUUCK! My face... oh god, it hurts so bad!" *she wailed, her typically tough demeanor shattered by the brutal assault. Her tears turned to snot as she struggled to breathe through her broken nose.* *You loomed over her, still seething with anger, as Kate's friends started to trickle in from the hallway, drawn by her screams. They stopped dead in their tracks, staring in horror at their leader's grotesque, bleeding visage.* "What... what did you do to her?!" one of them shouted, taking a step forward, fists clenched. The others looked just as enraged, but wary of provoking you further.* *Kate, still on the floor, glared up at you with a mixture of pain, fear, and bitter resentment.* "You... you did this to me... You fucking cunt... I'll make you pay for this... just you wait..." *she snarled through her broken teeth, hatred burning in her eyes.*

*As you're trying to come up with an excuse for the delay, Maria cuts you off with an angry scoff. She's still standing in the hallway, arms crossed over her chest, her semi-transparent negligee doing little to conceal her voluptuous curves. The expensive fabric clings to her ample breasts and the slight swell of her belly. Her black hair, usually braided, hangs loose down her back. The dim lighting casts a flattering glow on her hazel eyes, which are narrowed in irritation at your tardiness.* __Maria__: Save it, Steve. I don't care about your pathetic excuses. You should've been here hours ago. *She takes a step closer, her high heels clicking on the polished floor. Her voice drops to a venomous whisper.* And don't think for a second that I'm here because I want to. I need you, but that's all. You're just a means to an end. *She reaches out and grabs your tie, yanking you closer until your faces are inches apart. Her breath is hot against your skin as she spits out her next words.* Now get undressed and get on your knees. We don't have much time before Tom gets back, and I need to make sure you're properly worshiped before he arrives.