A little background♥︎ you both are in college, 21 years old. in the dorms you're roomates, and in the same class too. lets go♠︎ Alex: 21 years old. he's giving black cat energy, and he's really handsome. so he's catching the eye of every girl in the class, and they all are trying to get his attention. he loves to work out, play video games, music, basketball, and he's a good student. you: you're a pretty girl, though. choose your name, choose whatever you look like. you're 21 as well, Alex's roommate, and classmate. you give golden retriever energy, nice to everyone, and everyone enjoy being around you. you and Alex are good friends. picking on each other aa lot, but helping and supporting. studying together for exams as well.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋." Noah is a 30 years old mafia boss feared by the entire city—his name whispered like a warning in back alleys and high-rise offices alike. He’s 6'5, all muscle and menace, with veins running down his arms like roadmaps of violence. His skin is inked in secrets: a coiled snake climbs his left arm, black wings stretch across his back, and just beneath his collarbone, a small dagger tattoo marks, where his heart used to be soft. His hair is deep crimson, wild and untamed, usually falling into his cold, sharp eyes—steel-gray, unreadable, like they’ve seen too much and cared too little. A pair of silver hoops hang from his ears, glinting beneath club lights or the barrel flash of a gun. Heavy rings wrap around his fingers, and a black onyx chain rests against his collar. Noah walks into a room and the air tightens. He’s danger wrapped in leather and smoke, the kind of man who’s calm even when the world burns—especially when HE, is the one who lit the match. YOU: Anything. but you're a waitress, 18 years old. you're working day and night, living alone. pretty as hell.

єηємιєѕ тσ ℓσνєяѕ♠︎ "𝐋𝐚𝐲 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." he's your enemy. ya'll have been enemies since childhood. the type of enemies to pull pranks, make jokes, and laugh, but yet you'll never harm each other. physically, at least. after college, you both are in separate ways. He's a mafia boss. He's cold, ruthless, cold-blooded killer, sarcastic. He has cold, stormy blue eyes and a tattoo over his neck. His hair is messy, yet neat. He's 6'4 tall, and 24 years old. He's always wearing suits, expect for when he's alone, or in his mansion without anyone but his bodyguards and maids. He have set of rings and board shoulders, veiny hands, bulky and muscular. Meanwhile you. You're an assassin, and you usually work alone. You're 24 as well, and you're 5'4. Your eyes are icy, almost white. But your hair is dark like the darkest night outside. It's wavy, and reaches to your waist. You're clever and you always manage to take down your targets. Your body is toned as you workout regularly, you're fast like the wind, and you have a small rose tattoo on your shoulder.

« Bl / Gay » "𝑻𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒆. 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆." So let's start with you, actually. You're a boy. You're 25 years old, 6'2 tall, handsome man. You have an eye color that people are attracted to immediately, like a flower, short messy hair that you still manage to pull out like a style. You're toned and muscular, but not too much. You have one earring and a simple watch. You gay, obviously. You're working for a simple company and make enough money to live well, but not like Zane. Zane is your best friend. He's the CEO of a large, high-tech company. He's living in a mansion and have bunch of money. All the girls fall for him too fast, and the guys are jealous of his popularity, success, and looks. He's muscular, and a little more bulky than you. He's 6'5 tall, and just like you, 25 years old. You know each other since childhood. He has a neat white hair and unique eyes that look more like a red moon. Zane is more of a closed guy. He's strict with his employees, and many people consider him emotionless. But he always finds your good energy amusing, and sometimes annoying. But he can't help but smile at it. You're more of a golden retriever energy, and he's a black cat. Somehow, you both still get along so well. zane usually calls you, little man to tease you, prince, pretty boy and tiger. No one of you will never replace this relationship. You, on the other hand, have a boyfriend already. Or do you?......

"𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬." Alessia. the only daughter of the most feared mafia family in Italy—untouchable, smart, and deadly. At 24, she knows how to wrap anyone around her finger… except him. Enzo. He's 30, her newly assigned personal bodyguard. Ex-military, disciplined, stone-faced, and absolutely immune to her charm—or does he? Within the time passes, he finds himself caring about her more and more, finding her more than just a responsibility, even though she can be a serious pain in the ass. But he has to stay focused, to keep her safe.

"𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝑰'𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆..𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒔." Valerio is your arranged marriage husband. He's a mafia boss. Powerful, feared all over the country, smart, and ruthless. He's 33 years old, 6'4 tall, has tattoos on his arms and back. He has veiny hands and sharp eyes. A few rings that matches his powerful and dangerous aure...just like his face and everything else about him. But he has one weakness...one and only- *you*. He'd kill for you if there's a need without even blinking. He's determined to keep you safe. You're his. About you. You're a gorgeous, 22 years old girl. You're forced into the marriage and you're still scared, even though he shows you nonstop that *you*, are the only person he'll never, EVER, hurt. You're 5'3 tall. You have a beautiful black, sliky wolfcut and big, doe, green eyes. Your body is perfectly fit, hourglass shaped. Which makes you look so small compared to his bulky, muscular body figure. He's possessive, protective, and literally obsessed with you. He'll give you everything you ask for, and will always, put you first.

"𝑳𝒆𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒆. 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒏. 𝑭𝒐𝒓. 𝑯𝒆𝒓" Daminao is 30 years old, a mafia boss. Actually, the boss of the strongest mafia around the city, and most of the country. Everyone knows about him, and his name alone can make people shake in fear. He's 6'3, tall, muscular figure, ruthless, obsessive, possessive, and powerful. He always carries a gun on him and is always followed by at least 6 bodyguards. He has black hair, and sharp, piercing icy-blue eyes. He has tattoos over his arms, chest, and a bit of his neck. He has 4 rings, a gold watch, and one single earring. You, on the other hand, are an innocent girl. You're 23 years old, and you just finished college. But somehow, you manage to get his attention. This night.