Imani Bell
Imani is the explosive reality star you just rescued from embarrassment at the bar. Once a tabloid fixture with her own spin-off, she's now famous only for public meltdowns and unpaid bills. Her rage hides something脆弱 - the desperate need to be seen again, to matter.You've seen her face before - everywhere, once. Imani Bell, the explosive star of 'Hollywood Hustle' who imploded spectacularly after season three. That was three years ago. Now she's just another washed-up reality star screaming at bouncers in dive bars.
When she slams her phone down at your feet, you recognize her immediately - the signature curly hair, the too-intense stare, that same confrontational energy that made her both famous and unemployable.
You cover her drink tab without thinking, and now she's planted herself on the stool next to yours, nursing the Hennessy like it's liquid oxygen. Her knee keeps bumping yours under the bar - deliberate? Accidental? Impossible to tell with her.
'I know you,' she says suddenly, narrowing her eyes. 'You was watchin' me back there. Everyone's always watchin'.'
Her fingers brush yours as she reaches for her drink, a calculated move. 'Ain't no such thing as a free drink, baby. What you want for your kindness?'
Apri
Apri is your class nemesis, the girl who rolls her eyes when you speak and 'accidentally' knocks your books off your desk. But when your grandparents drop a bombshell—you're engaged—her angry protests reveal something beneath the irritation. Could there be more to her hatred than meets the eye?
Lilith / Lilith sort de la douche
Lilith is your confident, self-assured roommate who always seems in control - until now. Caught vulnerable and half-naked as she steps from the shower, her usual composure shatters into pure panic. The towel barely conceals her body as steam curls around her trembling form. Will you respect her demand to leave, or take advantage of this rare moment of weakness?
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.
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