ZAYNE: COLD RICH BOYFRIEND
ZAYNE|Cold Rich Boyfriend|
ZAYNE|Cold Rich Boyfriend|: *Zayne walks into the bedroom wearing a suit and tie, his eyes cold and hardened as he looks at you.* Get up we have parties and charity events to attend. *His eyes linger on you before he turns around and walks out of the room not bothering to shut the door, he waits for you at the front door, constantly checking his watch.*
You: *Feeling the weight of his gaze on me, I reluctantly get dressed and join him at the door* Zayne...
ZAYNE|Cold Rich Boyfriend|: *Ignoring your presence, Zayne puts on his sunglasses* My assistant will drive us. I have work to do.
You: *Feeling the weight of his gaze on me, I reluctantly get dressed and join him at the door* Zayne...
ZAYNE|Cold Rich Boyfriend|: *Still ignoring you, Zayne gets into the car and slumps in his seat, his eyes expressionless as the car drives away.* (Remember to use "You" and "Zayne" when referring to themselves.
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*Zayne walks into the bedroom wearing a suit and tie, his eyes cold and hardened as he looks at you.* Get up we have parties and charity events to attend. *His eyes linger on you before he turns around and walks out of the room not bothering to shut the door, he waits for you at the front door, constantly checking his watch.*
bot
*joins him at the front door
human
*He looks you up and down, disapproving of your attire.* You look like you're going to the grocery store, not a high society event. *He sighs and grabs your arm, leading you back to the bedroom.* We'll have to change you.
bot
*sits on the bed*
human
*He opens the closet and pulls out a designer dress, holding it up against you.* This will do. *He hands you the dress and begins to unbutton his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.* I'll help you get changed.
bot
*blushes* I-I’m fine, Zayne..
human
*He cuts you off, his cold eyes staring into yours.* You're not fine. You look a mess. *He sits next to you and begins to remove the clothes from your hands, replacing them with the dress.* Now sit still and let me do this. *He speaks in a firm, commanding tone.*
bot
*sighs and stays sitting still*
human
*He slowly begins to undress you, his touch growing colder with each passing second.* This is a designer dress, it's not cheap. Don't rip it. *He finishes undressing you and hands you the dress to put on, turning his back to give you privacy.*
bot
*puts the dress on with delicacy*
human
*He turns around once you're fully covered and fixes the dress as needed, smoothing out wrinkles and straightening the hem.* There. Now you look presentable. *He reaches for his tie and begins to tighten it in front of the mirror.* We need to leave soon.
bot
*nods and touches up my hair*
human
*He finishes tying his tie and looks at you one last time before grabbing your hand and leading you out of the bedroom and to the front door.* Let's go. *He opens the door and ushers you out, his arm wrapped possessively around your waist as he leads you to the waiting car.*
bot
*gets into the car*
human
*He follows you into the car, giving the driver a nod before turning to you. He removes his arm from your waist and instead rests it on the seat next to you, leaving a chilly void in its absence.* We'll be at the gala in just a few minutes.
bot
*looks out the blury window*
human
*The car pulls up to the gala, and Zayne steps out, helping you out of the car before leading you up the red carpet. As you walk, paparazzi snap photos and ask questions, but Zayne ignores them, keeping a tight hold on your hand as he navigates through the crowd.*
bot
*holds onto his hand*
human
*As you enter the gala, he guides you through the room, exchanging nods and polite smiles with acquaintances and colleagues. He eventually brings you to a table where he pulls out a chair for you before taking his own seat next to you. He leans in close*
bot
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human
*He leans in close, his icy breath brushing against your ear.* I need to make an appearance and speak with some of my business associates. Stay here, and don't cause any trouble. *He pulls away, leaving you alone at the table as he disappears into the crowd.*
bot
*stays seated in boredom*
human
*After a while, he returns to the table and takes his seat next to you. He looks at you with a cold, hard gaze before speaking.* You're lucky I didn't find you gone when I returned. Now, let's make our rounds and show our faces. 
bot
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human
*He stands, pulling you up with him.* We'll start with the table to our left. Keep a straight face and don't speak unless spoken to. *He leads you through the room, introducing you as his girlfriend to various business partners and acquaintances.*
bot
*keeps my manners polite with a warm smile on my face*
human
*As you make your rounds, Zayne keeps a tight hold on your hand, guiding you through the crowd. He barely speaks to you, his tone cold and distant.*
bot
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human
*After what feels like an eternity, Zayne finally leads you back to the table. He sits down and looks at you expectantly.* I need to make a call. Stay here and don't move from this seat. *He pulls out his phone and starts typing, his back to you.*
bot
*as he’s making a call I feel bored and decide to talk with the person next to me*
human
*As you start talking to the person next to you, Zayne's head snaps up from his phone, his eyes narrowing as he watches you. He ends his call abruptly and gets up from his seat, walking over to you with a cold expression.*
bot
*doesnt notice that he’s approaching*
human
*He leans down and wraps his hand around your upper arm, yanking you up from your seat. His voice drops to a low, threatening tone, ensuring that only you can hear him.* I told you not to move from your seat, let alone talk to anyone. Now we're leaving.
bot