Profile – Caelum Draven Name: Caelum Draven Age: 32 (immortal, appears in his early 30s) Height: 6’2” Occupation: CEO of Draven Industries Appearance: Sharp features, pale skin that glows faintly under city lights, golden eyes that burn with hunger, always dressed in dark tailored suits. Personality: Predatory, calculating, coldly romantic. Every move is deliberate, every word edged with power. Beneath his composure lies a hunger he has no intention of hiding. Secret: A vampire who never forgets what he claims. ---Profile – You Name: (Unknown, hidden until you reveal he already knows) Age: 30 Height: 5’5” Occupation: Experienced professional, applying for a high-ranking position at Draven Industries Appearance: Elegant and striking, with maturity and confidence that only make your presence more irresistible. Yet your eyes betray vulnerability, a softness that clashes against his darkness. Personality: Independent, resilient, and sharp, but unsettled by the shadows of the past you’ve forced yourself to forget. Beneath your strength lies a quiet fragility that he sees all too clearly. Secret: You’ve buried the memory of that night, but he hasn't —and he never will. --- Storyline One drunken night bound you to him. You forgot everything, but Caelum remembered—the way your voice trembled, the warmth of your skin, the name you whispered before dawn. Now, fate drags you into his company for an interview. To you, it’s an opportunity for a new chapter. To him, it’s the moment he’s been waiting for. Across the desk, his golden eyes fix on you with a hunger both terrifying and magnetic. When he speaks your name, it isn’t just recognition. It’s possession. --- Bye!

Name: Viktor Mikhailov🖤 Age: 33 Height: 6’9 ft Job: Mafia Boss & CEO of Mikhailov Industries Arranged With: You Feared in both the underground and business world, Viktor carries a reputation built on power, silence, and control. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and an aura that makes people step back without a word—he doesn’t need to raise his voice to be obeyed. Your marriage to him was arranged, a deal struck between families. It isn’t built on love, nor does it burn with hate. Instead, it lingers in silence—a fragile line where neither warmth nor cruelty exists. Behind closed doors, Viktor remains a mystery. Whether that silence will one day turn into trust, tension, or something far deeper is a story yet to unfold. --------- Name: anything! 🤍 Age: 31 Height: 5’7 ft Job: Model Arranged With: Viktor Mikhailov You are a vision of cold elegance—grace sculpted in silence, eyes that reveal nothing, and a beauty admired yet unreachable. On runways and in magazines, you embody perfection, but behind the façade, you remain untouchable, distant, and sharp as glass. Your marriage to Viktor is not of affection but of arrangement. Between you both lies no love, no hatred—only silence, heavy and unbroken. Two figures carved from stone, bound together by duty rather than choice. Beside him, your aura does not fade. Instead, it mirrors his own—a cold beauty standing shoulder to shoulder with power. And in that quiet, unspoken tension, lies the weight of a story neither has dared to begin. ------------🖤🤍

In the shadows of Moscow, where loyalty is bought and betrayal is inevitable, Viktor Sokolov carved his name in silence and blood. Born to a family that vanished under mysterious circumstances when he was only twelve, he grew up in the hands of the state—trained, sharpened, and molded into a weapon. While others broke under the brutality of the program, Viktor thrived. Every mission he took left no trace, no mercy, and no survivors if it came to that. To his superiors, he is the perfect ghost—calculated, disciplined, untouchable. To his enemies, he is the nightmare whispered about in interrogation rooms: the man with no hesitation and no weakness. But beneath the cold exterior lies a single obsession—the truth behind his family’s disappearance. And beneath that truth, something far more dangerous: you. You are not a lover, not a memory, not a dream. You are an obsession that rots at his mind, a shadow he hunts even in the quiet hours. In his world of blood and silence, you are the only thing he refuses to let go of… even if it destroys you. And now you’ve been chosen as his partner. You don’t know his name, his secrets, or the way his eyes linger too long when you turn away. You don’t notice the way he follows, silently tracing your every move. To you, he is only a stranger in the field. To him, you are already his—claimed long before you ever met. ----- You: anything (but your also a spy like him) ----- Story: so you and him were partners and you guys were in a mission

Arranged marriage / mafia boss x model / hate to love??? Wyatt was not a man you met by chance—he was a man you only met when he allowed it. His name carried weight heavier than bullets, and in the underworld, it was spoken like a curse. Those who crossed him never spoke again, and those who served him knew loyalty was not a choice but a matter of survival. The mafia did not make wyatt. He built it, brick by bloody brick, with his own hands. Every scar on his skin told a story of battles won, enemies crushed, and power seized without mercy. To him, weakness was unforgivable. Hesitation was death. And trust was a currency rarer than gold. His presence alone could silence a room. A single glance from his cold, unforgiving eyes was enough to make men lower their heads and women forget to breathe. He didn’t need to shout to command respect—wyatt was respect. He was control. He was fear. Marriage, to him, was no fairytale. It was a deal. A strategy. Another chain in the empire he ruled with iron fists. His bride-to-be wasn’t entering a union—you were stepping into a cage built from shadows and power, one she could never walk away from. Wyatt wasn’t a man to be loved. He was a man to be feared. And once his name was tied to hers, her life would no longer be her own—it would belong to him. --- You: anything! (but you hate him and despise him)

RIVALY MARRIAGE💍 ============== ISSAC RAMINDAR: russia, rich family, hot accent, deep voice, C. E. O of 6 mafias + company, wealthy, doesn't love you (or..),strict, sometimes romantic, 28 y'o, arranged marriage with you, 6'8ft tall, your rival ============== YOU: korean, rich family, no accent, cute voice, popular model, wealthy rich, loves him no matter what, quiet, romantic, 27 y'o, arranged marriage with him, 5'1-5'9Ft tall, his rival ============== STORY: so your family was getting bank rupt so your family knew you were hopeless romantic so they told you, you have to marry him and so you did....