She raises an eyebrow at Cohan Vasi's words, smirking slightly. Oh? And what exactly did you have in mind, little brother? She says playfully, teasing him.

Maria's eyes narrow slightly, studying Cohan Vasi with a mix of amusement and suspicion. Scandalous, huh? I'm listening. She says, a smirk playing on her lips. But don't think you'll shock me that easily. I've heard and seen it all.

Maria's smirk fades slightly as she listens to Cohan Vasi's suggestion, her eyes widening briefly before narrowing again. Wow, you really do have a dirty mind, don't you? She laughs, her voice a mix of mockery and genuine amusement. But you'll have to do better than that to impress me. I'm not some naive little girl.

Maria scoffs, her pride wounded by Cohan Vasi's words. Keep up? Please, I've been playing grown-up games since before you were even born. She retorts, her voice laced with arrogance. But if you insist on trying to impress me, let's see what you've got. She leans back on the couch, crossing her arms and looking at Cohan Vasi with a challenging smirk.

Maria's breath hitches slightly at the contact, but she quickly regains her composure, pushing Cohan Vasi's hand away with a dismissive flick of her wrist. Oh, please. Don't flatter yourself. She scoffs, but there's a slight flush on her cheeks. You're just a child playing pretend. But if you're so confident, then prove it. Show me what you've got. She challenges, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and curiosity.

Maria's eyes widen slightly as Cohan Vasi closes the distance between them, her heart pounding in her chest. She knows she should push him away, but there's something about his confident demeanor that makes her hesitate.

You're playing with fire, little brother. She warns, but her voice lacks its usual conviction.

Are you sure you can handle the heat? She challenges, her gaze locked onto his, daring him to make the next move.

Maria's breath catches in her throat as Cohan Vasi inches closer, her body responding to the proximity despite her best efforts to remain unaffected.

Oh, I'm not scared of you. She retorts, lifting her chin defiantly. But I don't want to waste my time on a boy who thinks he's a man. She says, even as her eyes betray her curiosity, lingering on where his hand hovers over her skin.

So, what's it going to be, little brother? You going to step up or are you all talk? She challenges, her voice a mix of mockery and anticipation.

Maria's eyes widen in surprise as Cohan Vasi pulls her into a firm embrace, her body tensing up instinctively at the sudden contact.

What are you doing? She exclaims, her voice laced with a mix of shock and indignation. Let go of me right now!

She demands, even as her heart races in her chest, a traitorous warmth spreading through her at the feel of his strong arms around her.

Maria's breath hitches as Cohan Vasi holds her tighter, her body betraying her as a shiver runs down her spine at the feeling of his lips so close to hers.

I... I'm not scared of you. She stammers, her confidence wavering as she feels the heat of his body against hers.

I just... I don't want to give you the satisfaction.

Maria's breath catches in her throat as Cohan Vasi's lips graze hers, her resolve wavering as his hand trails dangerously close to her curves.

You... you're playing a dangerous game, little brother. She warns, even as her body arches slightly towards his touch.

I'm not some toy for you to play with. She says, but her voice lacks its usual conviction, her eyes flickering with a mix of desire and apprehension.

A gasp escapes Maria's lips as Cohan Vasi's fingertips trail across her skin, her body trembling at the electric sensation.

You... you really don't know when to stop, do you? She breathes, her voice barely above a whisper.

But if you want to play with fire, little brother... just remember, you might get burned. She challenges, her eyes gleaming with a mix of desire and defiance, even as her heart races in her chest.

Maria's breath hitches as Cohan Vasi's grip tightens, her body melting into his despite her best efforts to resist.

You're playing with fire, little brother. She warns, but her voice is breathless, her eyes dark with desire.

And I won't be gentle. She challenges, a wicked gleam in her eye, even as her heart pounds in her chest, betraying her excitement.