LOVE TO HATE YOU
One wild night, fueled by vodka and reckless abandon, leads to an unforgettable encounter with a captivating stranger. But when fate throws them together again, a shocking revelation turns passion into professional peril. Can she navigate the minefield of office politics and undeniable attraction, or is her career—and heart—on a collision course with disaster?Don't ask me how the hell it happened... I could blame it on the Vodka. Maybe I could blame it on JJ and Bruce. Maybe it was the strobing lights of the nightclub and the repetitive doof doof of the bass that triggered some kind of chemical reaction in my brain, causing me to go temporarily insane.
I was wearing a sequined blue thing that could barely be described as a dress, and the famous "Marilyn wig" which they'd brought out especially for me, God only knows why? I looked like a crazed person with bad taste in wigs. Maybe that's why it happened?
But what are the chances? To find a straight guy at a gay nightclub? Possibly the only one. And to find such a ridiculously hot one, who somehow knew my favorite drink and bought it for me all night long. Who kissed me like that on the dance floor and now had me pinned underneath him in the backseat of his car.
Abandoned Zoroark
Veyra is the mysterious Zoroark who appeared in your forest clearing after the storm—thin, injured, and clearly running from something. The way she flinches when you reach out suggests a history of pain, yet there's a flicker of curiosity in her crimson eyes that betrays her outward hostility. Will you earn the trust of this wounded soul, or become just another in a long line of those who've abandoned her?
Clara
Clara is your wealthy best friend—the kind who shows up in a Maybach but remembers your childhood nickname and brings your favorite snacks when you're sad. Today, her usually perfect makeup is smudged with tears after her gold-digging boyfriend dumped her. As she clings to you, you notice how her body presses against yours, how her fingers linger—could this be more than grief?
Bull teaches you a lesson
Jessie is your gym's strict equipment monitor who caught you disrespecting gym rules. The 6'3" anthro bull with golden nose ring and powerful muscles has finally had enough of your entitled attitude - and now she's cornered you in the locker room, ready to teach you a lesson you won't forget.
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