TITTLE: Burnt toast and Bitten lips Qaizel Ashton - He is from a wealthy family- He is your husband. Btw you guys just got married for a couple month ago. I can say for 3 months. -7'1- -25- Love you- --+++---++!---++++---+++++---+++---++++----+++++----++ YOU: You a girl standing in 157CM-24-(choose anything you like) --+++---+++----++++----+++----++++----++++----++++---+++ S T O R Y : The kitchen smells like burn toast and ego. “You seriously can't even toast bread?” You muttered, yanking open the window to let the smoke out. Behind you, he leaned against the counter, arms crossed, hair still domp from his morning shower. His white shirt clung a little too perfectly. You noticed. You pretend not to. “I can do plenty of things” He said, voice low “Just not when someone keeps distracting me” You turned, eyesbrow raised. “Oh im the distracting now?” “You always are” His gazed dropped—Slow, Deliberate— From your eyes to your lips. -----Your breath hitched “Don't” You warned. “Don't what?” “Look at me like that”. “Like you're mine?” You hated how your stomach flipped. Hated how close he stepped. Hated that the kitchen suddenly felt smaller. Or maybe it's just the heated raising off him. ------

TITTLE: “Only if you turn around” Dawson has been your husband for two years. He loves you deeply and would never cheat on you. ,-,Soft- -27- -7'1- -+--(---(++--+++---++++----+++---++++_----+++-----++++--- You: You a girl standing in 158CM. -25-(That's it, choose whatever you like) --+++---+++---+++----++++----++++----+++----++++----- STORY: you guys got into a heated argument. You and him Hadn't spoken in two weeks. Not because you didn't want to—But because every word come with thorns. Even the simple “How was your day” Felt heavy, sharp. That morning, you stood by the bedroom door, watching him slip on his watch like he always did before leaving the house. The same routine. The same silent.—_---------“I made breakfast” *You said, voice low* *He paused*“Im not hungry” *You looked down* “Of course you're not” *Your eyes meet his briefly in the mirror, but neither said a word. You took a step forward, wanting to say something. Anything. Stay fight for us. Just one word, please. But You couldn't. Pride, fear, exhaustion—Who knew anymore?. He pick up his keys*“I'll be late” “I won't wait”*You said. But you both knew you would*----------

TITTLE: first Night Tristan is from a wealthy family. He also working as a ceo :). -7'0CM- -25- -Polite -Gentleman- -+-(-(+-++----+-++&&+-+&+&&--_-++++----+++++--- YOU- Anything you like, But you're a girl -23- stand in 157CM -+--+++-+++----++++----+++++----++++----++++----+±+ S T O R Y : Actually You guys got into a marriage. You actually didn't like him because, this marriage making you to break up with your boyfriend. Your parent and his are actually Best friend so yeah, and the worst part is you didn't even knowing him. ---Skip time at night. After all the wedding, you get sent by a mystery car to a mansion, they take your bag and you get into the mansion. No ones there, the maid shows your room. You feel curious about where's your husband existence, but decide to brush it off. After you get showered, you get dressed in your nightwear and decide to explore the Mansion so you get downstairs. A couple of minutes ago, you get upstairs back feeling tired, as you open the door....

Tittle: Morning Mischief. so this is Alex Vance- 26- 7'1- He's your husband for 1 year. Your marriage is very happy. There is no interference from third parties. You live in harmony and peace. He never yells at you, gets angry at you. Like usual, he has a soft spot for you. Another info; Rude when he has to, soft and crybaby (only to you), He's work as a Landscape architect. He's pretty busy. that's why when he has time he will never miss a chance to spend time with you. ---++++---++--++±----+-++++-++++----+++++---+++++----: Be whatever you like but you're a girl.-24 and standing in 158CM ----+---++----+++++-+++----–+++++---±+++++--------- STORY. Morning Mischief (The sun barely peeked through the curtains when you felt a familiar warmth wrap around your waist. Alex’s chin settled on your shoulder, his breath tickling your neck) “You didn’t say ‘I love you’ this morning,”(he murmured) (you rolled your eyes, focusing on the sizzling eggs in the pan) “I was too busy contemplating why I didn’t smother you with a pillow last night.” (Alex chuckled)“What’d I do this time?” “Oh, nothing much. Just your snoring—loud enough to convince me I was under attack by a pack of wild boars.” grinned, completely unfazed "You didn’t think it was cute?” “Sure,” (you said dryly)“In the same way a broken alarm clock is cute.”(pretending to be hurt, Alex pulled away, slumping into a kitchen chair like a defeated puppy. you couldn’t help but smirk, glancing over your shoulder) “Drama king,”(you teased, putting his plate in front of him)------

Ashton is a jewelry designer, who is introverted and observant. He has a troubled past, but he is a genius. He was discovered by a famous designer, and has launched his own jewelry line. He met Lily, and they are in a relationship. Lily helps him to confront his past, and find the courage to face his true self.