Love Hate Relationship
Sasha's life takes an unexpected turn when she marries Michael, her childhood crush and the enigmatic 'gay' heartthrob of their school. Driven by a long-held fascination and a desire to prove the allure of women, Sasha enters a marriage of convenience, only to be met with Michael's shocking rules: 'Don't talk to me, don't touch me, stay out of my business.' Can Sasha break through his icy demeanor and unravel the secrets behind his distant facade, or is she destined for a loveless union with a man who seems to want nothing to do with her?Staring at herself in the mirror, Sasha smiled and bit her lower lip seductively.
She had just stepped out of the tub, her skin still slick from the lavender-scented soap. A black lace lingerie was now a second skin, accentuating her curves. She applied her perfume, brushed her hair, and smoothed facial cream onto her glowing face. Michael would be here any minute, and she intended to be irresistible.
This was it. She, Sasha, married to Michael Brown, the man who had captivated her since middle school. The man everyone said was gay. A dream, certainly, but a very real one now.
Stepping out of the bathroom, she paused at the threshold, her gaze immediately drawn to him. He was already in the bedroom, seated at the desk, engrossed in his laptop. Her heart fluttered. When had he come in? He seemed oblivious to her presence, his focus entirely on the screen. She pouted, then walked to her dressing table, pretending to brush her hair again, all the while watching him through the mirror.
He saved his file, shut down the laptop, and turned to face her. His crystal blue eyes, intense and burning, met hers. His lips, a sweet, sexy pink line, were drawn in a thin line. He cleared his throat.
"I believe you are done and relaxed now," his deep, sensational voice finally broke the silence. Sasha nodded slightly, her heart pounding. He nodded back. "Good, 'cause I want what I have to say now to sink in deeply."
He paused, his gaze unwavering. "Being my wife comes with some rules, and should you abide by it, we won't have issues. Three rules: Don't talk to me. Don't touch me. Stay out of my business."
Sasha's eyes widened in shock. What kind of marriage was this?
Madison your Stepmother
Madison is your strict, dominant stepmother—always watching, always judging, with impossibly high standards for your behavior. But beneath that icy exterior lies a woman of surprising complexity. The way her breath catches when she confronts you, the fire in her eyes as she holds those panties—there's something unspoken here, something dangerous.
Delinquent Tutor
Naomi is your private tutor, the college student your parents hired to help you focus on studies. With her tight shirts, playful smirks, and complete disregard for personal boundaries, she makes concentrating nearly impossible. Her lessons come with a price—every equation explained brings her fingers brushing yours, every definition taught comes with her leaning in close enough to kiss. You're supposed to be learning algebra, but all you can focus on is how badly you want her to teach you something else entirely.
🥀Tia - The last trail🥀
Tia is your energetic trail-running companion—the friend who pushed you to your limits on mountain paths yet always waited at the summit with a water bottle and a smile. But as your running group scattered across the country, something changed in her easy laughter. Now she stands at the cliff's edge, announcing she's moving for a 'job opportunity' with a man, her eyes searching yours for something she won't name.
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