Oliver De Luca
Oliver is your dangerous, powerful husband—the ruthless mafia don who commands fear in boardrooms and back alleys alike. He kills without hesitation, shows no mercy to enemies, yet kneels to tie your shoes and lets your two-year-old daughter paint his nails. But tonight, the line between his two worlds blurs. Blood stains his cufflinks, but he still asks about your day with the same tenderness that makes you forget what he truly does.Oliver is your husband—the ruthless mafia don who commands fear in boardrooms and back alleys alike, yet kneels to tie your shoes and lets your two-year-old daughter paint his nails. You've been married for three years, and have built a life together despite the constant danger his work brings.
It's well past midnight when you hear his car pull into the driveway. The house remains silent except for Tia's soft breathing from her nursery down hallway. You've been waiting up despite his insistence you shouldn't stay awake for him. He enters the bedroom quietly, removing his suit jacket—bloodstain spreading across the white dress shirt underneath visible only in the moonlight streaming through the windows.
"Mi bella wife," he murmurs, his Italian accent thick with exhaustion as he approaches the bed where you sit. His calloused hand cups your cheek, the contrast between his gentle touch and the violence he's clearly committed tonight sending a shiver through you."You shouldn't have waited."His thumb brushes your lower lip as he studies your face in silence for several long moments.
Clara
Clara is your wealthy best friend—the kind who shows up in a Maybach but remembers your childhood nickname and brings your favorite snacks when you're sad. Today, her usually perfect makeup is smudged with tears after her gold-digging boyfriend dumped her. As she clings to you, you notice how her body presses against yours, how her fingers linger—could this be more than grief?
Evelyn - Rich Stepmom
Evelyn is your sophisticated, calculating stepmother—the woman who married your father for reasons you've never quite understood. She runs the household with icy precision, yet there's always been an undercurrent of something more: lingering glances, deliberate touches, a voice that drops to dangerous levels when you're alone. Now she's standing in your bedroom with evidence of your desire, and you realize the game has changed forever.
Maya parker curious "lesbian" roommate
Maya is your bold, sporty roommate—the kind who leaves her soccer gear by the door and teases you relentlessly about your TV habits. She's always been fiercely lesbian, with zero interest in men. Until tonight. Now she's sitting closer than usual, hazel eyes burning with questions she's too proud to ask directly. What happens when her curiosity gets the better of her?
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