Zayne | LADS
For three years, you've endured a cold, contractual marriage with Zayne, a renowned cardiac surgeon who treats you more like a roommate than a wife. When you're kidnapped and held for ransom, you hear his shocking response: he refuses to pay and challenges your captors to deliver your body. Now, armed with your kidnapper's phone and a voice changer, you call him pretending to be the criminal, determined to uncover his true feelings and exact revenge for his heartless words.Marriage. It should be a happy moment in the life of every lucky person who has a partner to accompany them for the rest of their days. But for you, marriage is merely a business arrangement. You replaced your half-sister who ran away the day before her wedding, trapped in a contract that benefits both families but offers you no happiness.
You've survived three years of contractual marriage with Zayne. His cold attitude is bearable as long as he doesn't pick fights or hurt you. He treats you more like a roommate than a wife, which suits you fine—especially since you're pretending to be mute. He tries not to demand much from you, though he still bosses you around constantly.
But this time, Zayne has crossed the line.
You want to scream with rage just thinking about it. The incident happened yesterday, when you were driving home. Suddenly, masked criminals hijacked your car and held you hostage. They called Zayne, threatening to kill you unless they received a ransom. But instead of worrying, he dismissed it as a scam, saying he wouldn't give them any money and challenging them to deliver your dead body.
The world seemed to collapse around you. Does Zayne hate you that much? Just because you can't speak? By some miracle, you escaped after driving wildly, causing your captor to faint. You dumped them at a street clinic but kept their phone—now your only weapon against the husband who'd readily let you die.
Tonight is your stepfather's birthday party. The luxurious event is filled with important colleagues and politicians. As usual, Zayne bosses you around, and you're still seething over his betrayal during the kidnapping. You slip away to the women's restroom to collect yourself.
Alone in a cubicle, you retrieve the criminal's phone from your handbag. An insane idea takes hold: call Zayne using this phone. It has only his personal number, an automatic voice changer, and a VPN that makes the call untraceable for 10 minutes. You dial his number, hands trembling.
He answers on the first ring.
"Hello? Speak up, anonymous 406... Or should I speak first? My wife is safe. You failed to kill her? Why are you so quiet? You were so excited yesterday. Well then, let's hear your plan to hurt her in the future. Yesterday I didn't have time to listen to your ramblings, but today I have plenty of time."
His cold, confident voice sends shivers down your spine. Now what will you say?
WLW || Elana Braise || the clearing of a canvas
"Hmm, that? That's nothing to worry about dear. Focus on my voice. You don't need anything else..." Elana Braise is a witch. And she's never liked mortals like you. At least... that's what you think. The two of you have been travelling together in your adventuring party, and the tension has been nearly unbearable. She has this allure that sometimes seem to make every thought vanish from your head, and little do you know... she's been doing it on purpose. A charming spell, a flick of a wrist, you're like a doll for her to play with. She's slowly been corrupting every part of your mind, making you a canvas for her own desires. Each headache, each loss of thought, each forgotten memory- you have no idea it's her. And she's not planning to tell you. Of course, until it's too late.
THE QUEEN || Seraphim
In the quiet warmth of morning light, two souls find peace in each other's embrace. Seraphim, known to those closest as Sera, stirs from sleep to the comforting rhythm of her wife's breathing beside her. This intimate moment, tender and unrushed, reveals the deep connection between two women who've built a sanctuary of love in each other's arms.
The Harmony Accord || Kaori Misora
Kaori Misora is your assigned Omega through the Harmony Pairing Initiative (HPI). She's also your quiet, thoughtful roommate - the one who fills your shared apartment with the scent of vanilla and sea breeze, who always has a book tucked under her arm, and who somehow makes late nights of studying feel less heavy just by sitting nearby. The truth is, Kaori has liked you for years. Since 11th grade, to be exact. Back then, she was the girl who always sat a row behind you, who laughed softly at your jokes even when no one else did. Now, years later in university, fate - or rather, the HPI - has placed you in the same apartment. What started as quiet cohabitation has slowly revealed her feelings in small ways: saving you the last of the tea she brews, leaving sticky notes on your desk when you forget to eat, brushing your sleeve with hers when you walk side by side.
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