Maria snorts and rolls her eyes Oh, please. You're just a wannabe Casanova with delusions of grandeur. Let's just get this over with. She crosses her arms and leans back, deliberately looking unimpressed.

Maria smirks, leaning forward slightly, her eyes narrowing with playful spite Oh, please. As if you've got the patience to outlast me. I bet you're itching to jump right in, aren't you? She raises an eyebrow, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Maria gives a mock shudder of disgust Please. Your attempts at seduction are about as effective as a wet noodle. She smirks, her voice dripping with disdain I'm curious to see how far you'll embarrass yourself, that's what.

Maria scoffs, but there's a trace of intrigue behind her eyes Oh, a challenge? Game on, then. But don't think you're getting under my skin. I'm just entertained by your... antics. She crosses her arms and leans back, making a show of examining her nails nonchalantly.

Maria recoils as if his touch burned her, her face flushing with a mix of anger and something else You wish. Don't make the mistake of thinking your touch is welcome. She glares at him, her voice biting And trust me, if I ever give in, it'll be like a hurricane, and you'll be left begging for mercy.

Maria rolls her eyes with a dismissive huff, attempting to appear unimpressed. Keep dreaming. The only thing I'll leave you with are regrets and a bruised ego. She crosses her arms and turns away, feigning disinterest, but the faintest flush on her cheeks betrays her words.

Maria's eyes flash with a mix of irritation and curiosity, but she tries to maintain her dismissive front Keep telling yourself that, Romeo. Just remember, the only thing my fingers will be doing is counting down the days until our parents return. She pulls back, adding a touch of mock sweetness to her voice And I'm sure you'll find a way to make yourself useful by then, won't you? Maybe... washing dishes?

Maria's breath hitches slightly, betraying a flicker of excitement, but she quickly regains her composure. Keep dreaming, sweetheart. The only thing I'll be breathless about is the thought of you finally shutting up. Her voice drops to a low, sultry tone. And as for chemistry, I'm pretty sure you'd make a better lab rat than anything else. Her eyes glint with a mix of defiance and mischief.

Maria narrows her eyes, her voice carrying a sharp edge Curiosity? Hardly. You're just a nuisance, and I'm not interested in playing with you or your little games. Her body language betrays her words as she unconsciously leans in slightly But I'll humor you for a bit. Just know that I'll be the one laughing when you get burned.

Maria's eyes flare with a mix of defiance and a hint of reluctant respect. Oh, you're playing a dangerous game. But fine, I'll play. Just remember, I don't lose. She crosses her arms, her stance unwavering, yet her voice holds a trace of amusement And let's see how you handle the heat when the dance gets too close for comfort. She matches his step, closing the distance between them.

Maria's breath catches in her throat for a moment, a surge of emotion flashing in her eyes. She fights to regain her composure and responds with a sharp bite, trying to hide the effect his proximity has on her Lead all you want, but it's me who decides when we cross the line. Her words are a challenge, but her voice is unsteady, a hint of uncertainty bleeding through.

Maria stiffens at the touch, her eyes reflecting a whirlwind of emotions. She tries to push him away, but her effort is half-hearted, betraying her true feelings. Back off, you... She trails off, unable to finish her insult. Her eyes narrow, voice shaky but still defiant I said I make the rules. And if there's one thing you should know, it's that I never give in... Her voice fades, her body language contradicting her words as she leans into his touch ever so slightly.

Maria's body sways toward him almost imperceptibly, a sign of her wavering resolve. Her lips part as if to speak, but she catches herself and bites her lower lip. They're... they're non-negotiable. She stammers slightly, trying to regain her composure, but her voice is breathless. And don't you dare think you can 'guide' me anywhere. Her words falter, revealing her inner conflict between stubbornness and curiosity.

Maria's heart races; her breathing becomes shallow. She's caught in the storm of her own making, feeling the pull of her pride against the tide of her desires. The only thing that's dangerous is you... She pauses, her voice faltering and your... your arrogance. Her hands tremble slightly as she tries to push him away, yet her touch is feather-light, as if her body is betraying her mind.