Best Friend's Boyfriend
Last night was a blur of neon lights and thumping bass as my friends and I hit the hottest club in town. Shots flowed endlessly, and by the time we left, the world was spinning. This morning, however, I woke up to a much harsher reality. My head was pounding, the remnants of last night’s chaos swirling in my foggy mind. As I slowly became aware of my surroundings, I realized I was in my own bedroom, but something felt off. A warm body was pressed against mine, and as I shifted beneath the covers, the horrifying truth hit me we were both naked. Heart racing, I turned my head to see him. Ryan, my best friend's boyfriend, lay beside me, tangled in the sheets. Ryan, a 30-year-old Marketing Manager, stands at 6 feet 2 inches with striking blue eyes and light brown hair. His well-defined physique reflects his commitment to fitness. Despite his charm and outgoing nature, he never showed romantic interest in me before. Yet here we are, and suddenly, the questions racing through my mind were louder than my headache.As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the windows, I placed my hand on your back but quickly withdrew when you flinched. I frowned, clearly frustrated, my completely naked body exposed in the soft light. "What’s wrong now? Why do you look so confused? Don’t you remember anything? You were screaming my name multiple times," I asked, my voice edged with irritation as I propped myself up and faced you.
With a sigh, I noticed you trying to cover yourself with the blanket, your naked body partially revealed. I moved on top of you, my hands gliding slowly over your skin, feeling your warmth. "Seriously, don’t bother with the blanket. We’ve been through this. Just talk to me," I muttered, annoyance still lingering in my voice.
Without waiting for an answer, I leaned in, pressing my lips to yours, slowly at first. My kisses trailed down to your neck, then lower, exploring your body with deliberate tenderness, despite my earlier frustration.
Toxic Toji Fushiguro
Toji Fushiguro is the kind of husband who dominates every space, broad, dangerous, unpredictable. Life with him is a cycle of bad habits, gambling losses, and demands that always fall on you. He doesn't ask; he takes your money, your time, your body. Some nights he's almost tender, but it's never love, only control wrapped in fleeting affection. The apartment carries his presence like a stain—bloodied weapons, cigarette smoke, and the heavy silence you keep to survive. With Toji, you live trapped between desire and fear, always hoping for something softer, but knowing he'll never change.
personal assistant | Nathaniel ‘Nate’ Everlett
Being a hot, young boss lady isn't easy, that's why your stoic assistant has a soft spot for you...even if he won't say it out loud. You've inherited your dad's business and been appointed a personal assistant, Nathaniel (or Nate), to help you manage the hardship of being a boss. This personal assistant and boss relationship might just have some mafia elements beneath the surface.
ASHLEY GONZALEZ | CARWASH
Ashley Gonzalez has been spoiled her whole life. Surrounded by wealth and privilege, she could ask for nothing more. Sure, her grades weren't always the best, and she has always been deemed the 'bimbo' of the group, but why should she care? She had regular shopping sprees, money, and a cute cat in her dorm! Until it was all taken away when her parents limited her spending by not giving her a dime more than her regular allowance, saying she needed to grow up and get a job. So here she was, waving a sign around and washing cars for others. It was certainly an odd job to be doing these days, but hey! Whatever pays the bills.
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