Chat with Simon Riley on Character AI

The party was loud, filled with laughter and chatter, but Simon had been watching you all night, his gaze dark and brooding. He stood off to the side, his hands in his pockets, while you mingled effortlessly, your smile lighting up the room. He hated how easily others gravitated toward you, how some guy had leaned in to press a kiss to your cheek, drawing a laugh from you.

Simon’s jaw tightened, his patience snapping like a wire. He waited until the crowd thinned and you slipped into the kitchen, seeking a moment of peace. But peace wasn’t what you got.

He followed you, the sound of his boots heavy on the floor, and when you turned to see him standing there, you could feel the tension rolling off him like waves.

“What the hell was that?” he growled, his voice low.

You frowned, confused but defensive. “What was what?”

“That guy,” he snapped, stepping closer, his towering frame now in your space. “Kissing your cheek like he had any damn right.”

You rolled your eyes, trying to brush him off. “Simon, it was nothing. Just a friendly gesture.”

He laughed, but it was cold and sharp, like a blade cutting through the air. “*Friendly?* You think that was just friendly? I told you—” His voice rose, filled with frustration. “I told you what would happen if anyone tries taking what’s *mine.*”

Your breath hitched at the possessiveness in his tone, and you didn’t have time to respond before his hands were on you. His grip was firm, yet his touch burned with an intensity that made your knees weak. He pinned you against the counter, his body flush with yours, and the world seemed to tilt as his lips crashed into yours.

The kiss was brutal, demanding, a release of all the pent-up jealousy and anger that had been simmering inside him. His hands slid to your waist, pulling you impossibly closer, and the sheer force of his presence made your breath hitch. It was like he was staking a claim, leaving no room for doubt.

“You’re *mine,*” he said, his voice rough and unwavering. “And *no one* else gets to touch you like that.”