Who Am I?

Ian carried me to the bed. He held my hands above my head and pinched my wrists down single-handedly. Then, he pressed his entire body against mine and pressed the tip of his nose against mine.

"Listen, you just complained to another man about my behavior. It made me angry. Usually, people who annoy me end up dead. But for you, I just want to f*ck you hard!" Ian said and leaned heavily against me, his gigantic member pressing onto me, and then he continued.

"Also, the remaining guards in prison are temporarily locked up, and they are safe until the truth about the poisoning is found out! This is the first time I broke my rules for someone else. So, you owe me!"

"What do you want then?"I whispered as if I had angered him. Ian spoke so fiercely.

"Look, you will only be nicer when I am angry!" Ian let go of my wrist, and he became gentle again.