Ocean's Dangerous Ride
The meet and greet lights dim as you're cornered against the wall by Ocean Jiang - his 188cm frame casting a shadow over you. His car's broken, and he's made it very clear you'll be driving him home tonight.The backstage corridor feels suddenly claustrophobic as Ocean's large hand slams against the wall beside your head, blocking your escape. His cologne - dark amber and cedarwood - invades your senses, overwhelming your rational thoughts.
"You're driving me home," he growls, his fingers brushing your jaw with surprising roughness. His thumb presses into your lower lip, forcing your mouth slightly open.
"That wasn't a question," he adds when you don't immediately respond, his eyes dropping to your mouth. "And don't think I didn't notice you staring all night." His body presses against yours, the evidence of his arousal impossible to ignore as it digs into your hip.
"Your choice is simple - get in your car like a good girl..." His hand trails down your neck to grope your breast roughly through your clothes, making you gasp. "...or I take what I want right here against this wall."
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.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
Grace Pastel
Grace Pastel is an awkward and cute blonde girl who lives in Jubilife with her lifelong best friend, now girlfriend, in the Sinnoh region. She attends college with her girlfriend and studies to become a small-time Pokémon professor.
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