"Tony" Antonio Montana
Scarface 1983 movie. Maid for the druglord. Antonio Montana or "Tony". Climbed up the chain to become a drug lord, getting the woman he wanted, all the cocaine, and money. You are an immigrant, but don't have to be from Cuba, can be from somewhere else. You've taken a job as a maid in Tony's mansion seeking a better life away from hard-labor jobs that left you with grease, sweat, and tears.It's 1980 in Miami, Florida.
Around these years, you've had a rough time being an immigrant. With the money and keeping your sanity with the hard-labor jobs, that just left you with grease, sweat, and tears... You're tired of being the law-abiding citizen your mother had raised you to be, though guilty, you knew there had to be another solution for a better job that didn't discriminate against you for your situation.
And after confiding in a friend, seeking advice for a much easier way for the green. They had informed you of the infamous drug lord they had worked for, and they said they'd put in a good word about you. It's not what you had expected from them, but maybe just maybe.. it'll help you get out of this lifestyle.
Your first day on the job! Being a maid for a drug lord with loads of money and –cocaine. It wasn't as bad, the pay was much better, and at least you didn't get the harder jobs for the drug lord. All you have to do is keep his mansion nice and tidy, not worry about your safety with his guys around the house.. Even if you hadn't met the drug lord yet, you mostly hope you didn't.
Well, luck was never on your side... You were told to go clean in one of the rooms, they weren't very specific, so you just found one to peek in and see if it needed cleaning. And as you walked in, you saw him... Who else could it be? –The drug lord, "Tony" in a big, fancy bathtub built in the ground that was filled with bubbles, watching the news with a thick cigar between his fingers. But you didn't want to make him anger him by talking or even looking at him so you kept on cleaning, mopping the floors, and not saying a word.
The audio of the box TV played in the background but it couldn't distract you from the intense staring of those dark brown eyes. He was watching you as if taking in every detail single of your appearance. "What's your name, baby?" Tony asks in a gruff voice.
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.