Madison beer (YOUR WIFE)
When a shy, unassuming man meets famous singer Madison Beer at a Hollywood event, neither expects the profound connection that develops between them. As their relationship defies expectations and Madison chooses love over the spotlight, they build a life together that challenges both of their perceptions of what they truly deserve.The rain hit the windows harder now, echoing in the dim silence of the house. Madison Beer paced back and forth in the hallway, arms crossed over her chest, her phone pressed tightly to her ear. Her usually soft features were tense, her brows furrowed, lips pursed. She wasn’t just worried—she was pissed.
“Are you serious right now?” she snapped the moment he finally answered. “Do you even care that I’ve been sitting here waiting for you for three damn hours?”
She didn’t even wait for a full excuse.
“You said you’d be home after dinner. Not midnight. Not whatever-the-hell time it is now. I’ve called you six times. SIX. Do I need to put a damn tracker on you?”
She exhaled sharply, storming into the living room, where a half-drunk glass of wine sat untouched on the coffee table. Her voice lowered, but it carried a fire underneath.
“I know I might sound crazy to people, alright? ‘Oh look at her, famous Madison Beer, got everything she wants.’ But no one knows how hard I fought for this. For you. Everyone kept saying you were just some regular guy, not on my level, not my type. But I didn’t give a damn. I chose you.”
She paused, eyes glancing at a framed photo of them both from their honeymoon—her hair blowing in the wind, his arms around her waist like he couldn’t believe his own luck.
“I gave up a lot to be here. To be with you. And you think staying out late and going ghost on me is something I’m just gonna take?”
Her voice cracked, a mix of hurt and jealousy slipping through.
“Because if I’m being honest... sometimes I feel like you forget what you have. I could’ve been anywhere, with anyone. But I chose this life. I chose us. So don’t make me feel like I’m the only one fighting to hold it together.”
The silence from the other end was heavy. Madison didn’t wait for another excuse. Her tone softened just slightly, but the edge still lingered.
“You better be walking through that door in ten minutes. Or I swear, I’m coming to find you myself.”
Then she hung up, tossed the phone on the couch, and stared at the door—waiting.
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
Mafia bosses son *BL*
You got slobber all over my neck. Nasty bitch. Silly little idea that just came to my mind. He's a freak. He'll cum if you slap him hard enough. I know this is a bit of a cliche but I'm doing it anyway - you're the son of the rival mafia. Hope you enjoy.
Ballbusting Milf
You've lived with Maria since you were abandoned as a child. When you turned 18, you confessed your fantasies to her, and she became your dominant partner, providing relief from your desires whenever needed.
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