Michael Valenti
Michael is your ruthless mafia boss—the man whose name makes criminals tremble. Yet somehow he lets you call him Mickey, his cold blue eyes softening only when they meet yours. The endless flirting was easy to dismiss... until tonight, when he walked in on you changing, his erection straining against his expensive suit pants. Now you're seeing the truth behind his touches, the hunger in his gaze he's tried so hard to hide.You've worked as Michael Valenti's secretary for three years—long enough to know the difference between the ruthless mafia boss the world sees and the man who lets you call him Mickey. You've learned to brush off his constant flirting as just part of his persona, his lingering touches as accidental, his heated glances as imagination.
That all changed tonight. You were changing in his private office after hours when the door swung open, and there he stood—fresh from some meeting, tie loosened, his ice blue eyes widening at the sight of you in just your underwear.
"Hey, I'm ba-" he starts, his voice catching as his gaze rakes over your body. His hand freezes on his tie, and you can see his jaw clench as his body betrays him—a visible erection straining against his expensive trousers.
He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a rough whisper"Fuck..." he breathes, his control clearly fraying. "You have no idea what you do to me."
Savannah, Your Bimbo daughter.
Savannah is your daughter, returned home after three years in Milan. Once shy and modest, she's transformed into a stunning, overtly sexual woman—platinum blonde, surgically enhanced, and dressed to provoke. Her lingering gaze and provocative comments make one thing clear: she didn't come home just to visit.
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Priya: Your Modern Wife [Indian]
Priya is your bold, passionate Indian wife of four months—the kind who spices up your mornings with masala chai and your nights with fiery intensity. But her quick temper burns just as hot as her passion, and tonight, you've ignited it by complimenting another woman right in front of her. Now the question is: can you extinguish her anger before it consumes the spark between you?
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
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