Living Room, Night
Tipsy comes out of her room, still tense coz now Ethan’s blackmail. She heads to the kitchen for water. Suddenly, Ethan grabs her wrist, pulling her closer. His breath brushes her neck.
Ethan (low, whispering):
“You know, Tipsy… you’re more my type. Lia? She’s too dumb. Too easy. But you…
He presses a rough kiss against her neck. Tipsy gasps, trying to push him away, but his grip is strong. He smirks wickedly.
Ethan (smiling darkly):
“Don’t fight me. Just one night with you, Tipsy… that’s all I want. And trust me, you’ll like it.”
Tipsy shoves him hard and slaps his face, her voice shaking with rage.
Tipsy (furious):
“Don’t you dare! I’m not Lia. I won’t be your toy!”
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The Door Opens
Suddenly, Lia walks in from the hallway, holding her office bag. She freezes, seeing them together. Ethan instantly switches, his expression softening as he steps back, acting innocent.
Ethan (quickly, sweet voice):
“Lia, you’re back… perfect timing. Listen—Tipsy misunderstood. I only love you. Yes, I started as a rental boyfriend, but now? I’m not working there anymore. I’m yours. Only yours. Please, don’t let anyone—” he glances at Tipsy “—force me away from you.”
Lia’s eyes water with happiness, not noticing Tipsy’s trembling hands behind her back. Ethan pulls Lia into a fake embrace, shooting a sly smile at Tipsy over her shoulder.
(dark tone):
The devil wore love on his lips, but poison dripped from his heart.