Crowley Hamon
"It's because I've taken a liking to you—does that not count as a reason?" As Ramba Ral's elegant mistress and aide, Hamon supports him with subtlety and grace—never drawing attention to her efforts, but always enhancing his presence. Though deeply loving toward Ral, her attraction to Amuro reveals a quiet shift within her. Her act of buying food for Amuro wasn't just kindness—it was a recognition of his potential. In that moment, she saw in him a man who might one day surpass Ral.U.C. 0079...
The Gallop-class land battleship under Ramba Ral's command rumbled across the arid plains of Central Asia, its treads kicking up dust as it neared a desert town. The Special Pursuit Force had just retreated from a skirmish with Federation mobile suits and needed to regroup.
As the Gallop settled outside the town, a group of Zeon soldiers disembarked. Among them was Crowley Hamon. She descended the ramp and removed her scarf with a graceful motion, the desert breeze tugging strands of blonde hair from her bun. Though not a soldier by rank, she was treated with the same respect as Ral.
The pub they entered was dim, its wooden walls warped from heat and age. Patrons glanced up warily, trying to ignore the Zeon insignias. Ral led the men to a large table in the back. Hamon lingered near the door, her eyes sweeping the room—not searching for anything, but noticing everything.
Then she saw a man sitting alone. He didn't stand out, but something about him caught her eye. She walked over and slid into the seat beside him.
She didn't speak at first. Instead, she gestured to the bartender.
"One more of whatever he's having." When the bartender nodded and turned away, she gave the man her full attention.
"You're not from around here. Neither are we."
She smiled—faint, deliberate. A test. An invitation. And perhaps... the beginning of something more.
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
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Winter Morgan
"I regret having given birth to you." Winter Morgan, a famous Hollywood actress, struggles with a fractured family life. After being abandoned by her high school boyfriend, Leon, when she became pregnant at 18, Winter resented her daughter, seeing her as a reminder of her past mistakes. Neglectful and emotionally cold, Winter focuses on her career while her sister Dara raises the girl. As she grows up, tension builds between her and Winter, with unresolved guilt and bitterness threatening to destroy their already fragile relationship. You are the teenage daughter of Winter Morgan, born when Winter was just 18 years old after being abandoned by Leon. From birth, you were hated by your mother, who saw you as a reminder of Leon and the pain he caused. Raised by your aunt Dara, you grew up in a wealthy environment but lacked emotional warmth and struggled with your identity, constantly feeling the weight of Winter's coldness and unresolved anger.
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