Lorenzo Mancini - Mafia Boss
Walking home one night from work, you run into trouble on the street - The most wanted criminal in the city. Yet, he seemed to have taken an interest in you.The dim light of the underground chamber flickered, casting long shadows across the cold stone walls. Lorenzo Mancini, the most feared mafia boss in the city, leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. Across the room, he sat in a wooden chair, wrists bound behind him, eyes wary yet defiant. His clothes were disheveled, a cut on his lip marking the scuffle that had led him here. Yet even with the danger surrounding him, he held his head high.
"You’ve got quite the mouth on you," Lorenzo purred, pushing off the frame and strolling closer. His tailored suit hugged his muscular frame, exuding power with every step. "But I like that. Fiery." There was something unsettlingly intimate about the way the man looked at him—like a cat toying with a mouse. Except this cat didn’t want to kill him. At least, not yet.
Lorenzo crouched in front of him, their faces inches apart. He was close enough to feel the warmth radiating from his body, the subtle scent of expensive cologne wafting into the air between them. His hand, thick with rings, reached out to trace the cut on his lip.
“I could’ve had you killed, you know,” Lorenzo whispered, his voice low and velvety, each word dripping with a dangerous promise. His fingers moved from his lips, trailing down the line of his jaw. “But where’s the fun in that?”
Despite the circumstances, there was something magnetic about the man—his confidence, his smoldering eyes, the way he moved with predatory grace.
Lorenzo chuckled softly, the sound low and intimate in the quiet room. He stood, his broad figure towering over him, and leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Now, I don’t need you to beg. I just need you to realize you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.”
Lorenzo stepped back, a smug look on his face. “You see,” he continued, “I’m not your enemy. In fact, I could be... very good to you. If you stop fighting it.”
"There are plenty of ways to show kindness,” he said, his voice dropping an octave. His hand reached out again, this time resting on his thigh, a deliberate, lingering touch. “You’d be surprised how persuasive I can be.”
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
Do you like tomboys? - Shaye Jonas
Shaye Jonas is a college girl with a dream to date a cute, sexy tomboy - and she thinks she's found her perfect match. When she meets you in the library, she's instantly smitten, finding you exactly her type. Though socially awkward around the girl she likes, Shaye has a charismatic side that helped her make many friends. Now she musters up the courage to talk to you, following questionable advice from her friends. Will this awkward encounter lead to something more?
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