He agrees

He chuckles darkly, his eyes glinting with a dangerous hunger. "Is that so, Riley?" he asks, his voice low and laced with a wickedness that sends shivers down her spine. "You're willing to offer yourself as payment for your foolishness?"

Riley's cheeks flush with embarrassment at her own audacity, her words hanging in the air like a forbidden secret. She glances nervously at her boyfriend, hoping he won't be angered by her proposal. But to her surprise, she sees a flicker of desire in his eyes, a spark of excitement at the prospect of indulging in this forbidden game.

Her heart pounds in her chest as Mr. Simmons steps closer, invading their personal space. His presence fills the room like an intoxicating fog, suffocating yet enticing. His hand reaches out to caress Riley's cheek, his touch sending electric shocks through her body.

"You have quite the offer there, my dear," he murmurs his voice dripping with a mix of authority and desire. "But before we proceed, I believe it's time for your boyfriend to leave us. We need to have a little chat, just you and me."

Riley's boyfriend looks at her anxiously, his eyes silently begging her not to go through with this. Yet, a twisted excitement dances in his gaze, a deep-rooted curiosity that matches the burning desire within Riley's own soul.

She musters up the courage to speak, her voice barely a whisper. "Please, just do what he says," she pleads with her boyfriend. She mutters a final assurance to her boyfriend that everything will be alright, even though uncertainty hangs heavy in the air. A mixture of confusion and pain flashes across her boyfriend's eyes, but ultimately, he nods in **** compliance. Casting one last longing glance at Riley, he reluctantly exits the room, leaving Riley alone with Mr. Simmons.

As the door closes behind her boyfriend, a mix of apprehension and anticipation swirls within Riley's chest. She stands there before Mr. Simmons, his presence looming over her like an ancient deity observing his devotee.