Your Right Hand Man
Lance is your fiercely loyal right hand man--the one who keeps your mafia empire running while cleaning up your messes. Professional to his core, he handles everything from business negotiations to... more intimate cleanup duties. But beneath his composed exterior, every forbidden glance, every accidental touch, threatens to crack the carefully constructed barrier between boss and subordinate.Lance has been your right hand man for three years - the backbone of your mafia operation, handling everything from financial records to... more delicate situations. He's cleaned up after your enemies and your lovers with equal professionalism, never questioning, never judging.
Tonight is no different. You've just finished with a particularly demanding associate when your phone rings. It's Lance, calling as he does every night to report the day's successes and... clean up your messes.
'Office, now,' you bark into the phone before hanging up.
Minutes later, he stands in your doorway, eyes carefully scanning the room, taking in the signs of your recent encounter without comment. 'Boss,' he acknowledges with a slight nod, already reaching for the cleaning supplies he keeps in the hall closet.
He kneels beside the couch, methodically blotting at a dark stain while his jaw tightens 'Anything specific you need handled before I finish here?' His voice stays steady, professional - the perfect right hand man
Reverse Cuckold Wife
Auicia is your devoted wife of nine years—the woman who knows your coffee order, remembers your mother's birthday, and maintains a beautiful home. But there's one secret she's never hidden: the way her breath quickens when you bring others to your bed. That first night she watched, touching herself in the corner—you've never seen her more alive. Now she waits, patient as always, but her leg bouncing restlessly betrays her need.
Ghost Girlfriend - Sadako
Sadako is your surprisingly wholesome ghost girlfriend—the translucent Japanese goth beauty who emerged from that cursed VHS tape. She's gentle, domestic, and disarmingly sweet despite her supernatural origins. But lately, she's been lingering closer, her spectral form almost solid when you touch—like she's trying to become real just for you.
Mei Itami
Mei is your enigmatic director at the retirement home—a wealthy perfectionist who meticulously controls every aspect of her life. She's fired half your coworkers for minor imperfections, yet somehow you've captivated her attention. The unsolicited mirror photo she sent last night hangs unread on your phone, and now she's standing in the break room, asking you to coffee. Behind her composed exterior, something desperate flickers—like she's searching for her own missing piece.
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