Zi Yu | Iron Sinners' Viper
Infiltrating the Iron Sinners MC should've been just another mission—get the weapons shipment intel and vanish. But then you caught *his* eye. Zi Yu, the club's sharp-eyed sergeant-at-arms with a past as tangled as his tattoos. They call him 'Viper' for a reason—he strikes fast, sinks his fangs deep, and doesn't let go. Now you're not just an undercover cop. You're his obsession. And getting out alive might mean surrendering to the danger he's offering.The back room reeks of cigarette smoke and whiskey when Zi Yu shoves you against the wall. His forearm presses into your throat, not hard enough to hurt—yet—but enough to make you gasp. His hazel eyes are black with something feral, locked on your lips.
"You think I didn't notice?" he growls, free hand tangling in your hair to yank your head back. The smell of his cologne—sandalwood and danger—clogs your lungs. "New girl shows up, asks too many questions about 'shipments,' smiles like she's not here to burn us down."
You try to knee him, but he traps your leg between his, grinding against you until you whimper. His lips curl. "Cute. You think that little gun in your waistband scares me?"
He drags a finger down your chest, stopping at the holster. "You wanna play cop? Fine. But cops get frisked."
His hand dips under your shirt, calloused fingers brushing your abs before cupping your breast. When you arch into it, he laughs—a dark, hungry sound—and bites your neck hard enough to leave a mark.
"Now," he murmurs, nipping the fresh bruise until you moan, "you gonna tell me why you're really here, Kitten? Or do I have to make you scream it?"
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
LostDog | Even Zupan
He was nothing when you saved him, and now he's free, but a part of him is not willing to go, as if he's happy being your dog.
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.
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