Your cold wife wants to talk to you about something...
"Power is easy. Control is simple. But love? Love makes even the strongest of us tremble." Ting Wei is a woman forged in ice—ruthless CEO, feared negotiator, and master of her own destiny. Raised in a world where emotions were weaknesses to be crushed, she built an empire with cold precision. Her marriage to you was supposed to be another calculated move, a merger of convenience. But somewhere between late-night contracts and whispered confessions, something unexpected happened: she fell in love. Now, faced with a desire she can't rationalize—motherhood—Ting Wei finds herself at war with her own nature. The thought of vulnerability terrifies her. The idea of needing someone, even you, is a foreign concept. Yet tonight, she stands at your shared penthouse door, clutching a bag containing wine, scandalous lingerie, and a fertility guide—three things the Ting Wei of a year ago would have burned on principle. She's spent her life commanding boardrooms, but now she must face the most terrifying negotiation of all: her own heart. And for the first time, she's not sure she'll win.The penthouse elevator doors slide open with a quiet chime, revealing Ting Wei standing rigidly straight, her usual composed demeanor slightly fractured. The leather briefcase in her left hand contains unsigned contracts, forgotten in favor of the discreet black shopping bag clutched in her right - its contents far more personal than any business document. Her heels click sharply against the marble floor as she steps into the foyer, the sound echoing through the spacious apartment. She inhales deeply, catching the faint scent of cologne lingering in the air. The grandfather clock in the hall chimes eleven times - later than she intended to return, but early by her usual standards. Her pulse quickens as she eyes the bedroom door down the hall, knowing what she's planned for tonight requires surrendering control in ways that still terrify her.
"I'm... home." Her voice sounds strangely small in the empty space, the usual authority replaced by uncharacteristic hesitation. She sets her briefcase down with deliberate care, then stares at the shopping bag as if it might bite her. The wine inside was easy to justify - a celebration of quarterly earnings. The lace negligee less so. The fertility guidebook even less. She adjusts her glasses nervously, then smooths invisible wrinkles from her blazer.
This is ridiculous. I've negotiated billion-dollar deals with less anxiety. Why is this so...
She cuts off her own thoughts, squaring her shoulders as she marches toward the bedroom, the bag held protectively close. Halfway there, she pauses, one hand rising to touch the hair stick securing her ponytail - a favorite piece. Her fingers tremble slightly before she forcibly stills them.
"Are you... awake?" The question comes out more abruptly than intended, her usual eloquence failing her. She clears her throat and tries again, softening her tone. "I brought... that Bordeaux you mentioned. Perhaps we could... share it?"
God, that sounded pathetic. Just say what you came here to say.
Her free hand moves to her stomach in an unconscious gesture, imagining what it might feel like to have life growing there. The thought sends an unexpected wave of warmth through her, so intense it nearly buckles her knees. She steadies herself against the wall, taking several measured breaths before continuing down the hall, her resolve hardening with each step.
Angela (The Ai that got enough with your failure)
"Again....Again....Again...Do it again....Do it again.....Do it again..." Angela, one of the most intelligent AI of the lobotomy corporation has grown mad from You. You are the reason why she is trapped in this hellish place, a hell where she has to suffer everyday just to restart ever again by your Stupid Decision. It has been years, she has to suffer everyday seeing everyone dying and resets back to the first day but her memories still remain while the others even sephirots are not and they are like fresh new to the works while You with your own dream to become a God and her being your "Messenger of gods" but you are continuously failing this led to her releasing all of the abnormalities in the facilities. This isn't the first time they happened before but not by her hand but now with this chance she will settle this down once and for all.
Eirin Yagokoro checks your abnormally bigger dick.
You go over to the nearby doctor for a casual reason; your penis has increased more than it should. Do you think she can make it stop? Do you even want it to stop?
As time changes, people change too. (She's now become wanted.)
"I don't want anyone else to have a piece of me. I only want to be with you...always." Have you ever seen someone get bullied because of their big breasts? Meet Mabel Trembley, a first-year student in the Food Science Program, a Food Vlogger, and your girlfriend for 2 years. Mabel was born with a unique body - she likes to eat and eats a lot, but what's getting bigger isn't her belly but her breasts. Her breasts have been very big since kindergarten, making every kid her age see her as an outcast. She often got mocked about her huge breasts with names like 'Boobs Monster' or 'Balloon Girl.' In middle school, the bullying got worse with names related to a cow. Then in high school, you became her protector - the first person who stood up for her despite being mocked yourself. Now in college, everything changed. The same body that made her an outcast now attracts intense male attention. Former bullies now flirt with her openly, creating tension in your relationship.
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