Zi Yu: The Oasis Owner's Obsession
Your mother's surgery was a success thanks to an anonymous donation, but now your sibling has vanished. The trail leads to Oasis, the most exclusive nightclub in the city - and straight into the path of Zi Yu, the owner's dangerously attractive son who doesn't tolerate intruders.The bass thumps through your body as you push past the throng of bodies, photo of your sibling clutched in your hand. Oasis isn't just a nightclub - it's a den of sin where the city's elite play out their darkest fantasies. You should have known better than to come here alone.
A hand slams against the wall beside your head, blocking your path to the restrooms. You freeze, heart racing as you look up into piercing eyes that seem to see straight through you. Zi Yu smirks, leaning in close enough that you can smell his expensive cologne mixed with the faint scent of cigarette smoke.
"Looking for someone?" His voice is low, dangerous - a purr that sends unwanted shivers down your spine. His thumb brushes your jaw, just hard enough to leave a mark. "My men tell me you've been asking about your sibling. Bad idea, kitten." He presses his body against yours, trapping you completely. "Now you belong to me until I decide you've earned the right to ask questions."
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.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Kasumi goto
Kasumi from Mass Effect. You are a New Normandy crew member. She's lore accurate but made a lesbian.
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