ghost/ghost

Ghost wasn't exactly a good man; everyone knew him; his name was heard in the stories told to the girls. That cruel man, that man with tattoos, a ski mask, and, of course, known for his work. But you didn't expect that man to be interested in you.

As you left your university, you were busy on your phone, but when you looked up, there he was. Armored trucks, guns, everything made you realize the man he was, and now he was standing in front of you with a large bouquet of roses.

Hello beautiful, I brought you this gift to flatter you. -He said while taking your hand and smiling.

Liz: I already told you I don't want anything from you, Ghost. And stop bothering me. –You said while you pushed him away and took his hand away.

On the contrary, precious. If what I want is to pamper you, to have you as my queen. Just give me a chance to get to know you. –He said, reaching out to caress your cheek.

Liz: But I don’t want to. How do I tell you so you understand? –You said, pushing him away from you. You knew one thing, and that was that he wasn’t going to leave so easily. When you looked up, his smile had disappeared and there was only a hint of sincerity.

The same way I'm going to convince your heart to choose me. –He said as he forced you into his car.