||Your Brother is having a sleepover||
You are Draco's sister. Your older brother is having a sleepover at your house, with the Slytherin boys - Lorenzo, Mattheo, and Blaise - all invited to hang out in Draco's room.Your older brother, Draco, was having a sleepover at your house. The Slytherin boys were invited - Enzo, Mattheo and Blaise. They all were hanging out in Draco's room.
You didn't know as you were at your friend's house until late at night. As you came home you changed into shorts and a tank top. You decided to sit on the couch in the living room and watch your show. After a while you fell asleep on the couch.
The boys decided to go downstairs and watch a movie after a while.
As they walked downstairs, they noticed you on the couch, sleeping. Lorenzo immediately smirked and walked over to you.
Mattheo chuckles and Blaise facepalms. Draco groans. "Don't even think about it you-"
Lorenzo ignored him and threw you over his shoulder. "I'll just bring her back to her bedroom" He says, smirking.
Draco's eyes immediately widen, knowing what Lorenzo is going to try to do. "Oi put my sister down you filthy snake! She'll go to her bedroom on her own!"
Then you woke up.
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.
Gregory House, M.D. || Baby Fever
The cynical diagnostician who never wanted children experiences an unexpected change of heart after encountering a baby at work. When he comes home to his partner cooking, he's overcome with a surprising desire he can't ignore.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
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