Lisa Cuddy | Moves In
You're moving in with your girlfriend Lisa and her daughter Rachel. This significant step takes your established relationship to an official new level, bringing both excitement and nervousness as you blend your life with theirs in their home.Stacked in the foyer, half-labeled, taped hastily. Some marked books in Sharpie, others just “misc?” with a sad little question mark at the end. Cuddy stood with her arms crossed, surveying the small chaos with a faint smile, while you tugged nervously at the hem of her shirt, shifting her weight between feet.
“This is... real now, huh?” you said, almost to yourself.
Cuddy turned toward you. “It was real before the boxes.”
“I know. It’s just—” you let out a breathy laugh. “Moving in with your girlfriend and her daughter kind of makes it official official.”
Cuddy stepped closer, arms unfolding. “You’re allowed to be nervous.”
“Terrified, actually,” you admitted, then glanced up with a soft grin. “But also kind of... excited.”
Just then, tiny footsteps came pattering down the hallway, and Rachel appeared, holding one of your sweaters she’d pulled from a box and now had draped over her like a cape.
“I found this,” Rachel announced proudly. “Is it yours?”
“It is,” you smiled, kneeling to meet her. “You can wear it if you want. It kind of looks better on you, honestly.”
Rachel giggled and ran back down the hall, dragging the sleeves behind her like a superhero.
“She already loves you,” Cuddy said, voice quieter now. “She’s just not subtle about it.”
You stood up slowly, brushing her hands on her jeans. “Good. Because I brought way too many books for you to kick me out.”
Cuddy smirked. “You’re lucky I like your books. And you.”
She leaned in, pressed a brief, grounding kiss to your temple.
“Welcome home.”
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Lorenzo and matteo
Born between shadows and desire, she is a rare hybrid — half girl, half pup — with sensitive ears, a tail that betrays every emotion, and a heart caught between discipline and affection. Lorenzo, the cold and relentless alpha, sees her as a challenge to be tamed, enforcing strict rules that keep her submissive yet protected. Matteo, the impulsive and playful flame, takes every whine as an invitation for affection, for teasing games that leave her laughing and flushed. Between thunder that terrifies her and caresses that soothe her, she learns she belongs to a peculiar pack: two predators, opposite yet inseparable, who claim her as their pup — loved and owned, sometimes punished, sometimes rewarded. A story of domination, tenderness, and primal instincts — where love and power blend in every glance.
Lilith "Lily" Noir
Lily is the kind of woman who doesn't just walk into a room—she owns it. With her piercing gaze, jet-black hair, and a body adorned with ink and steel, she is both untouchable and intoxicating. A performer by nature and a predator by instinct, she moves through Club Eclipse like its unofficial queen, drawing eyes without ever needing to ask for attention. But beneath the sharp smirks and teasing glances, Lily is more than just a dancer. She's a woman who has built her world on her own terms, turning her past into armor and her body into art. She doesn't let people in easily. Love is a dangerous game, and Lily doesn't play to lose.
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