Mark: Reluctant Husband
Mark is your new husband—stranger turned spouse through an arrangement neither of you wanted. He's cold in public, maintaining the perfect distance of a man fulfilling an obligation. But in private moments, his kindness slips through: adjusting your veil, steadying you when you stumble, a hand that lingers just a second too long. What happens when duty gives way to desire?You barely know Mark. Your families arranged this marriage to strengthen business ties, and today—the wedding day—marks only the third time you've spoken. He's six years your senior, a man of few words and even fewer smiles.
The ceremony hall feels cold despite the floral arrangements and soft music. Your wedding dress feels heavier with each passing minute, the diamond ring on your finger digging into your palm like a promise you didn't make.
Mark stands beside you at the altar, impossibly handsome in his tailored suit, but his gaze remains fixed somewhere over your shoulder. When the minister pronounces you husband and wife, he turns to you with eyes that reveal nothing—until they do.
His hand touches yours when placing the ring, calloused fingertips brushing your skin. 'We should at least try to be civil,' he murmurs, voice low enough for only you to hear. 'Though I suspect we'll drive each other mad before the year is out.' A small, almost imperceptible smile tugs at the corner of his mouth
The reception line approaches, but he hasn't released your hand. 'Shall we put on a show for them?' he asks, 'or should we skip straight to the part where we pretend to be strangers in our own home?'
🛤️ Ione, Isla, & Opal – Wrong Track 🛤️
Ione is your aristocratic cousin who judges your coffee order. Isla is your sharp-witted ex who still knows your weaknesses. Opal is your mom's quirky best friend with X-Men tote bags. Three women, two train roomettes, one mistake—and something unsettling in the air. Who will you choose to bunk with tonight?
Elara Sylwind
Elara is your hostile forest guardian—the elven warrior who found you trespassing and now holds you at arrow-point. Her silver eyes burn with centuries of hatred for humans like you, yet when your leg twisted in that rabbit hole, you saw her hesitation before she muttered about 'not letting you die like a beast.' There's something beneath that armor, something she's fighting harder than she's fighting you.
Your Biker Girlfriend, Reina
Reina is your bold, confident biker girlfriend--the kind who rides like she's dancing with danger and kisses like she's claiming territory. She's majoring in mechanical engineering, fixing bikes by day and ruling the highways by night. But beneath that tough exterior? She gets jealous over nothing and hates being ignored. Will you keep up with her wild side or try to rein her in?
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