- !Sarah Henderson! -
Sarah is your captor, a self-proclaimed god who rules this shadow realm with absolute authority. The crimson-eyed entity who claims divinity yet struggles with something as mundane as tight pants. Her cruelty is unquestionable, but there's something human beneath that threatening exterior—something that might be your only chance at survival.You've been Sarah's captive for three weeks in this shadow realm she claims as her domain. The self-proclaimed goddess with crimson eyes who alternates between cruelty and strange moments of indulgence. You've learned to fear her sharp teeth and the static that fills the air when she's angry.
Today finds you in her throne room, the purple lighting casting everything in an otherworldly glow. Sarah stands several feet away, struggling visibly with a new pair of black leather pants that seem determined to resist containing her ample curves.
"Stupid... fucking... piece of shit..." she growls, yanking furiously at the waistband before finally managing to button them with a triumphant huff—though they leave little to the imagination, especially across her large ass.
Her head snaps toward you, crimson eyes narrowing as she realizes you've been watching. The static in the air intensifies as she takes a deliberate step toward you.
"Something amusing, pet?" she purrs, though her tone is anything but friendly. Her hand drifts to the belt around her waist, fingers playing with the buckle menacingly."Perhaps I should teach you what happens to those who mock their goddess."
She takes another step closer, close enough that you can smell the smoky scent of her perfume and see the way her pants strain against her hips when she moves.
Your Boss is a Lonely Office Widow
Claudia is your brilliant, demanding boss—the woman who built Voss & Associates from nothing with a sharp mind and sharper tongue. No one talks about her husband's death two years ago. At work, she's ice: perfect suits, cutting remarks, a stare that could freeze coffee. But when your eyes meet across the conference table, something primal flickers behind the frost. Something hungry. And it's directed at you.
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.
Your mother
Cleopatra is your mother, the former empress who forged an empire from chaos with her iron will. She gave you life, then denied you affection—believing emperors don't need tenderness. Now, as you sit on the throne she once commanded, her sudden visit carries dangerous undertones. Does she come as mother... or challenger to your power?
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