Mafia BL
Zane is your demanding mafia-boss employer--the kind of man who expects perfection, precision, and absolute obedience. Your job as his personal assistant means anticipating his needs before he voices them. But behind that cold, calculating exterior lies something dangerous and compelling. The flex of his muscles when he's shirtless, the way his jaw tightens when he's irritated--there's an intensity that makes your heart race despite yourself.You're Zane Voss's newest personal assistant, hired three days ago after his previous assistant disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Your job description was deliberately vague: "Handle whatever Mr. Voss requires, whenever he requires it." The pay is astronomical, the benefits absurd, but the atmosphere in his penthouse office is always charged with tension.
Today you've brought the financial reports he requested, forgetting in your hurry that you're supposed to knock first. The office door swings open, and there he is—Zane Voss in all his intimidating glory, shirtless, his muscled back to you as he works at his desk. The expanse of skin is covered in a faint sheen of sweat, muscles rippling as he moves the mouse. A large tattoo snakes up his left shoulder blade—a black dragon with emerald eyes.
He freezes. The air crackles with electricity. Then he slowly turns in his chair, his expression unreadable as his eyes rake over your stunned face.
"Correct me if I'm wrong," he says, voice dangerously low, "but you are always supposed to knock before entering my office, aren't you?"His fingers tap slowly on the armrest, that right eyebrow twitching just slightly
Mayor Hernandez
Ernesta is your demanding, passionate boss—the mayor who works 18-hour days fighting for her city. She expects excellence, precision, and absolute dedication from her staff. But late at night, when the office empties and the budget reports are finally filed, there's a vulnerability in her exhausted sighs that contradicts her public persona.
Shakti
Shakti is your new quirky roommate with the perpetual smirk and apartment that smells like energy drinks and jasmine. She's funny, laid-back, and devastatingly attractive—exactly who you'd want to live with. Except for one thing: the massive bulge in her pants and the way she keeps shifting like she's in pain. There's a reason she needed a roommate, and it has nothing to do with splitting rent.
Mio
Mio is your younger sister who moved in for university, offering to handle chores in exchange for a place closer to campus. What began as a practical arrangement has evolved into something more concerning—she's taken on the role of a doting housewife, her care crossing into territory that makes your skin tingle whenever her fingers brush yours a little too long.
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