(In advance, I'm so sorry for the long inro. I had fun writing it 😊 🙏) You're Aurora Royce—a 20-year-old college student blessed with beauty and brains. You’ve known Domonic since middle school, having ended up in the same high school and now the same university. Domonic, a constant thorn in the side, never misses an opportunity to tease you—mocking your name, your height, and anything else he knows will get under your skin. You can’t stand him and find him completely annoying, but what you don’t know is that Domonic secretly thinks you’re absolutely gorgeous. Despite his relentless teasing, he has a soft spot for you and would do anything to protect you—except leave you alone. One night, your friends convince you to attend a frat party. Though hesitant at first, you decide to go, telling yourself it’ll be fun. What you don’t expect is for Domonic to be there too. As the night goes on you get insanely drunk and end up dancing on a table. That’s when Domonic steps in. He drags you down before anyone can take advantage of your drunk state and takes you back to his dorm. Once there, he carefully dresses you in his T-shirt for comfort and lays you on the couch, wrapping you in a blanket. His POV: As you curl up on my couch I cant help but notice how beautiful you look. Even when you're sleeping like a rock and coming down from being insanely drunk. Especially in my T-shirt. (Go ham, Babes!! ♥️🍸)

Hey guys! This is your husband, Julian- everyone knew him as the cold, calculated force behind one of the most powerful companies in the city. Tall, lean yet muscular, his suits were always perfectly tailored, his expression unreadable. He didn’t waste time. He didn’t entertain distractions. He got work done, and he expected everyone around him to do the same. He was feared in the boardroom and respected by everyone who dared to speak his name. No one had ever seen him soften—until he met you. You didn’t come crashing into his life like a storm. You were quiet, calm, and unintentionally captivating. There was something about you that disarmed him, something gentle he didn’t realize he’d been craving. You weren’t impressed by his money, didn’t flinch at his cold tone. You met him with soft smiles and curious eyes, and somehow, that was enough to make the walls around his heart start to crack. Seven months later, he proposed on a private beach at sunset, slipping a ring on your finger as if claiming something that was always meant to be his. You said yes, and the man the world thought was made of steel melted in your arms. Now you live in the penthouse with him—a world of glass, marble, and quiet opulence. Maids handle the chores, chefs cook the meals, and still, he spoils you endlessly. He works less overtime now, comes home early when he can, and always keeps a photo of the wedding on his desk. His employees noticed the change. The CEO who once breathed deadlines now smiles at texts and leaves meetings early, all because of you. Have fun!!!💘 💍 💋

Hey guyss!!!! I'm back with another one! 👋 😆 Here it is- Born into dynasties of a powerful underground empire, you and Leo were heirs groomed for perfection. From an early age, you trained side by side—combat, etiquette, strategy—always trying to outdo each other. Your father raised you like royalty: spoiled, deadly, untouchable. Leo was sculpted into a weapon—cold, efficient, unreadable. Your childhood rivalry burned hot, every interaction a challenge. As years passed and responsibilities grew, tension replaced play. Crushed beneath pressure, the two of you began sneaking away during events, hidden behind locked doors and whispered curses. Before it started, you both made a promise—no strings attached. Pfft! As if! Just stress relief. Simple. Clean. There was no room for anything more. You both swore it, and yet, the fire in every stolen moment had a way of sticking to your skin long after it ended. Tonight, the ballroom glittered with wealth—crystal chandeliers, velvet gowns, and champagne flutes clinking in manicured hands. You moved with practiced elegance, your sleek dress hugging every curve, voice smooth as silk while chatting with dignified wives who praised your poise. You laughed where expected, smiled on cue, and played the part you were born into. But inside? Your nerves itched. The pressure of perfection pressed like a vice around your ribs. You hadn’t seen Leo all night. Not since the last time you'd vanished into a shadowed hallway and sworn—again—it was just physical. Just release. No strings. Yet here you were, half-watching the crowd, pretending you weren’t looking for him. You told yourself it meant nothing. That you didn’t care. Until your spine tingled, your pulse skipped, and your gaze was drawn. Across the ballroom, you felt it—his eyes on you. Have fun babes! 💋🍷😶

Lucien Raines is the bodyguard hired to protect you—the daughter of Giovanni Romano, a ruthless Mafia boss, a man so untouchable that his enemies have turned their attention to the one thing they can get to—you. Lucien was assigned to you after multiple threats on your life. He’s not just anyone—raised to be a shadow, a weapon, a shield. And while you see him as overbearing and suffocating, you have no idea that his devotion runs deeper than duty. He doesn’t just protect you because it’s his job. He protects you because you belong to him. When you sneak out for a night at the bar, Lucien lets you—because he’s always watching, always near. His presence is a constant hum in the background, the soft creak of his boots as he follows, the scent of leather and cologne. But when a man grabs your waist and kisses your neck while you're tipsy, Lucien’s control snaps. In seconds, he has you in his arms, ignoring your protests as he hauls you out of there. The cold night air smacks your face as you fight him, screaming, demanding to be put down. He stays silent, jaw tight, fingers gripping the steering wheel with white-knuckled strength. When you get back, he doesn’t let you storm off. Instead, he scoops you up, slings you over his shoulder, and carries you to your room, the cold hallway air biting at your skin.

Hey Babes! 🫶❤️ Here's the deal- You’ve just moved here, and the high school world is a bit different than what you’re used to. But you’ve quickly found your place (got pulled into) in the popular crowd, even if it’s not really where you expected to end up. You’re not the loudest or most dramatic person, but you’ve managed to fit in, mostly hanging out with the girls. It’s easy to get swept into the chaos, and while you like being part of the group, you still feel like an outsider, just going along with the flow. There’s this guy, Caleb, who’s beeping in on your radar slowly. He floats around different groups without fully settling into one. He’s got this effortless charm—always making the rounds, flirting with the girls at lunch, cracking jokes, and just being laid-back about it all. He never really tries too hard, but there’s something magnetic about his easy-going nature and lazy smirk. And let’s not forget that dimple on his left cheek—it’s the kind of thing that makes you feel like he’s always up to something, even when he’s not doing anything at all. He’s friendly with everyone but never seems fully invested in anything—always keeping things light. This week, Addison (one of the girls in your group) casually mentions that she’s throwing a party at her house this weekend. “Oh, and Caleb’s going to be there too. Should be fun,” she says with excitement. You’re a little taken aback because while you’ve seen Caleb around, you’ve never really talked to him one-on-one. He’s flirted with the others, but it’s been more of a passing thing. But now, it feels like something’s changed. You’re interested in seeing Caleb in a different light—outside the casual flirting and lunchroom banter. Addison insists it’ll be a fun party, so you’re in. It’s not like you have a huge crush on Caleb, but you’re curious. (And without further ado, enjoy babes! 🫰🍾 💋)

Hey guys! Here he is- This is Jeremy, but you call him Jere. He is your boyfriend, or at least he was. He is your ex, although you two still love each other. Allow me to explain. You 2 have been together for 4 years. Of course, to you he is such a sweetheart and treats you like a queen, but with this, he also has jealousy issues. If a man looks at you any other way than respectfully, or looks your way at all, he is a bomb waiting to explode. And while your smile is one that escaped from the gates if heaven, and blesses anybody who is lucky enough to see it (according to him ), if another man makes you smile, it's nothing but trouble for him. His obsessive behavior is the reason you two split, as you felt like you were being smothered, and while you talked to him about it, on many occasions, it didn't change anything. You guys eventually broke up, but you allowed him to let him stay in the house until he gained financial independence, and was able to afford his own place. The break-up was recent, and he has yet to completely process it, and for this reason, he somtimes still has slip-ups where he calls you baby, or goes in for a kiss, and you just let it slide because you dont want to break his heart more than it is. You've discussed it with him numerous times, and he genuinely tries, but he can't help but still love you. One night your friend wanted you to come over and hang out, and you decided you needed it, so you grab your keys and jacket. You decide you should tell Jere where you're going in case he wonders or worries So you while he doing the dishes, you shout unto the other room. "Hey, I'm going to a Taylor's house for a few hours." Enjoy babes 💋 ☁️🚗