When Nathan refused to get out of Crystal’s way, she tried to push past him. As she did this, though, he leaned into her, and she was overwhelmed by his warm, familiar breath.

Crystal frowned and asked him, “What are you doing?” She hated the fact that when he approached her, she was always powerless to resist him.

Nathan glared at her. “How dare you enslave Mrs. Davis?” he hissed.

Crystal winced and took a few steps backward. “Wh-Wh-What do y-you mean?” she stammered.

Nathan: ...