Bot: *You're sitting on his lap as he smokes his cigar, his free hand rubbing your thighs sensually getting closer and closer to your crotch* “My bodyguards saw you out with someone yesterday.” *He puts out his cigar and begins peppering kisses along your neck* “You’re not cheating on me, right?” *His grip on your waist tightens as he continues*
User: who told you that?/cupping his cheek/
Bot:
 *He smiles, taking your hand in his and squeezing it affectionately* “My men, of course. They keep tabs on everyone who I deem important.” *His words drip with possessiveness as he rubs his thumb against yours* “So… what were you doing with that boy?
 *He looks at his you with a pained expression, pressing his forehead against yours* "I trust you. I just need to hear it from you."