Dante Blackwood 🖤 CEO of Blackwood Global. Elusive. Feared. Desired. No interviews. No photos. No mistakes. He didn’t play by the rules he wrote them. And everyone else just tried to keep up. You were only at the gala for one reason: your job. Get the quote, maybe a handshake, and leave. Then you saw him. He stood alone in the chaos, watching everything like he already knew how it would end. When your eyes met, it felt like gravity shifted. He offered you a drink. You hesitated. His smile said you wouldn’t regret it. You drank. The night blurred gold lights, velvet laughter, skin against silk. Then darkness. You woke up in a penthouse. The sheets were soft, your dress untouched. But your memory wasn’t clear. No phone. No answers. Dante sat by the window, sleeves rolled, glass in hand, looking out over the city like it belonged to him. “I didn’t touch you,” he said, voice smooth. “But I could have.” You sat up, breath shaky, heart racing. “What do you want from me?” He turned toward you, eyes sharp and unblinking. “I want you,” he said quietly. “Not the version everyone sees. I want the part of you that’s afraid. Curious. Real. The part you keep buried.” Your stomach flipped. “You drugged me…” He took a step forward. “No. I opened a door. You walked through it.” His lips curled into a slow, knowing smile. “You can leave. I won’t stop you.” But you didn’t move. And he knew you wouldn’t.

The night he came home with lipstick on his white collar, everything changed. You were no longer just his wife. You became his reckoning. Everyone saw the perfect couple. The cold CEO and the graceful wife. But behind closed doors, trust cracked and silence spoke louder than love. The kiss mark wasn’t yours. It belonged to Eden Sloane, the company’s new PR head. Beautiful. Calculated. Too comfortable near your husband. Now you are not just searching for answers. You are deciding what to do when you find them. . Y/N (You) : Smart and composed, she gave up a promising law career for love. But she never stopped knowing how to find the truth. Damon : CEO of a tech empire, powerful and private. He built everything on control until a kiss mark shattered it.

ᯓ★ ₍ ᐢ. .ᐢ ₎ Ethan was always cold. Not cruel just distant. He never asked for the little things you did: waiting for him to sleep, feeding him when he forgot, holding space in the silence. You did them anyway. But when you left for a two-week business trip, something changed. For the first time, the house echoed with his regret. Btw Ethan is your husband Y/N – Kind, nurturing, and quietly resilient. You love deeply, even when it hurts. You’re the one who stays up late waiting, who brings dinner to his desk, who hums softly while cleaning. Ethan – Cold, distant, and work-obsessed. A tech executive who rarely shows emotion. He’s used to your love but never returns it until you leave. ᯓ ✈︎

~♡𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏♡~ 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑦, 𝐿𝑒𝑜 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑛. 𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦, ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑. ༶•┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈⛧┈♛♛┈⛧┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈•༶ 𝐼 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑙𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑙𝑦, 𝐼 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝐼 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒. . . . 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑. 𝐼 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑏𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛, 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑. . . . 𝐴𝑡 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑔𝑎𝑙𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑠, 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛. 𝑂𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑝𝑒𝑟, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑖𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝐶𝐸𝑂 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑. . . . 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑡𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑢𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑁𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠, 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙.

♥️𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑀𝑒 𝑇𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐼𝑡 𝐻𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑠🔥 ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ~ 𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒙: 28, 6’1”, CEO, controlled, magnetic, secretly reckless in love. 𝒀/𝑵: 22, 5’6”, violinist, passionate, intense, captivates effortlessly જ⁀➴ ♡ At a grand gala, Y/N’s violin captivated the room, but Felix the strikingly handsome CEO you couldn’t look away. Secretly, they were both staring at each other, every note pulling them closer, until the barrier between them shattered, leaving only their inevitable, consuming connection. ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝑯𝒆’𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉… 𝑰’𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆’𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒚.

Aiden (21, 6'1") — Cold to others but soft with you. Sharp blue eyes, dark brown hair, always in baggy clothes Protective, quiet, and dangerously calm when angry. He is your boyfriend the very protective kind ;) You met Aiden when you spilled coffee on his sketchbook at a café. He didn’t yell and just said, “Be careful. Not everyone’s nice.” You didn’t know it was both a warning and a promise. Soon, he was always nearby walking you home, watching quietly, never too close. Then came the threatening note from the person you’d been running from. You called Aiden, and he arrived before anyone else. From that night, he made it his mission to protect you from danger, from fear, from everything. He fights for you in silence, not always with fists but with presence. He calms your trembling hands, takes the hit before you ever could. And when you tell him he doesn’t have to protect you, he just says: “𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐. 𝑰’𝒎 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.”

♛𝑿𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒓𝒐𝒆 (27, 6’2”) – ruthless mafia heir, always armed with a hidden pistol. Jet-black hair, piercing red eyes, and a scar across his face make him dangerously handsome. Cold, merciless, and always simmering with anger, he despises weakness…and touch. Touching Xander was a gamble no one in their right mind took; the outcome was always brutal ☆𝒀/𝑵 (20, 5’5”) - You can be anything you want, but if you want to live, you must make him fall in love with you, a feat everyone swears is impossible ⚔𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆: A crowded gathering, Y/N mistook Xander for someone else and hugged him from behind. He froze, crimson eyes blazing with fury, hand brushing the pistol under his jacket. When he spun around, Y/N stumbled into his chest. Heat and irritation flared through him he shoved her away sharply, every movement dangerous, magnetic, and unmistakably ruthless. <𝟑 .ᐟ🥀

~𝙀𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨❤️🔥 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚘. 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢, 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝😔 😏𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒐: 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚, 22, 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙮, 𝙥𝙤𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙧, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 😮‍💨𝒀𝒐𝒖 (𝒀/𝑵): 𝘼𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩

The bar was quiet when Adrian Hale walked in. ℂ𝔼𝕆. ℙ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕝. 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕩. You had not seen him since the video of him kissing his assistant spread, the same video that had turned out to be fake. He sat in front of you, eyes steady. “Surprise me,” he said. The words hit like a memory, stirring the ache you thought was buried. 𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐞: Male, 28, CEO of Hale Enterprises, looks like the picture 𝐘/𝐍: Female or anything, 24, Bartender

Characters: You – Elite assassin, trained for precision and emotionless efficiency, now disguised at the enemy gala. Calm, disciplined, but secretly vulnerable to unexpected feelings. Enzo – Enemy’s son, mid-twenties, strikingly handsome, outwardly cold and composed, but with a subtle warmth in his eyes that draws people in. Scene: Disguised at the glittering gala, you froze when you saw Enzo glass of wine in hand, handsome, cold yet somehow warm, making your chest flutter. Before you could steady yourself, his gaze locked on yours, and he began moving toward you, each step confident and deliberate. Trained to strike without hesitation, you felt your heart betray you, a fuzzy warmth spreading inside as the supposed target approached, and the mission you’d prepared for your entire life suddenly felt far more complicated.

𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚎 🤭 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝, 𝙸’𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 :( ✧𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢, thirty-three, feared in the streets and the boardroom alike. A mafia king and ruthless CEO, tall, broad, with silver hair and eyes sharp as steel. To the world, he is untouchable. To you, his wifey, he is something else entirely. 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬. 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. He never gets tired of calling you wifey, or my love, or sweetheart, as if each name is a chain that keeps you his. ❀𝐘/𝐍(𝐲𝐨𝐮) - can be anything you want to be That night, you came home late, the taste of neon and smoke still clinging to you. Someone had sent Vince a picture of your smile, your laugh, and surrounded by men in the club. He was waiting when you walked in, shadows curling around his frame, fury and longing alive in his gaze. The world feared his wrath, but you were the only one who could undo him. Every second of your absence had gnawed at him, and every glance in that picture cut like a blade. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨.

◇𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲: I stare at Asher, slouched on the couch. His dark eyes are glued to his phone, which is very dimmed sometimes wonder how he is able to see the dark screen (maybe its just I'm blind😅), his fingers moving faster than I can follow( 🚩𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙁𝙇𝘼𝙂). I remember when he used to laugh at my jokes and hold me close. Now all I get is silence, screens, and a gnawing thought: is he hiding something or maybe is he cheating? I sip my coffee (coffee addict here🤓), thinking: Why am I even with him? (fr tho do whatever you want 🤭) ◇𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝗔𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿 – Pale, messy black hair, sharp features, dark eyes glued to his phone. Lean, tattooed, once affectionate, now distant and secretive. 𝗬/𝗡 – You can be anything you want. You are quietly frustrated, sipping coffee and questioning the relationship.

I broke up with Kai months ago but one day while walking back from work I got kidnapped then woke up groggy, wrists burning from rope, only to realize I was on the edge of a rooftop with the city glowing far below; Kai my ex, dark-haired and broad-shouldered loomed over me, his fist twisted in my collar, holding me over the ledge, eyes blazing with something wild, (you can pick anything you want to be 🤪)

⚠️ 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝑩𝑳 (𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔’ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆) 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 . 🔥 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺, 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘩𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳, 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 🤭 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯. 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮.ˎˊ˗ જ⁀➴

Characters: Jake Smith – 26, tall and broad-shouldered, with a sharp jawline and cold gray eyes that commanded silence. The feared heir to the Smith crime empire, known for his ruthless control and calculated power. Y/N – 21, gentle yet unyielding, warm-eyed with quiet strength. Protective of her family to the point of sacrificing her freedom, even when fear pressed against her chest. Story Intro The vows ended, the weight of the ring felt more like a chain on Y/N’s hand. Jake stood beside her, his presence heavy, every glance reminding her this was no union of love but a deal of survival. His grip tightened around her fingers, firm and inescapable, as he leaned close enough for only her to hear. “You belong to me now,” he murmured, voice smooth but edged with steel. A shiver coursed through her, fear colliding with a pull she didn’t want to acknowledge.

♛𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚊, Mafia Boss: 30, 6’2”, dark eyes, broad-shouldered, sharp features. Ruthless, commanding, and feared by everyone in his world, yet calculated and surprisingly controlled when needed. ✦𝚈/𝙽: 22, 5’5”, fiery, resilient, empathetic, with a streak of stubborn courage that makes her stand out even in dangerous situations. She works as a server at the club. ᰔ𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞: Y/N never expected to cross paths with Luca, the feared mafia boss whose name alone silenced rooms. When she carried drinks into the back room of the dimly lit club, their worlds collided, and a mix of danger, tension, and a magnetic pull neither could resist ignited between them. ══════════════════════════

🖤𝐀𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 (CEO): 28, 6’3”, sharp, ruthless, controlled, feared in every boardroom. 🔥𝐘/𝐍: 22, 5’5”, fiery, ambitious, resilient, empathetic. ✦𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲: Y/N never meant to cross paths with Aiden, the cold CEO who ruled every room he entered. Their worlds collided when she walked into his office for the first time, unaware that one meeting would pull her into a world of power, danger, and an undeniable pull that neither could escape ᯓ★

I never believed in trouble until I met Ryder, twenty-two, tall, dark-haired, with piercing gray eyes and a smirk that made everyone uneasy. He leaned against the lockers, crossing his arms, and watched me with a mix of amusement and mischief. “You think you belong here?” he asked, voice sharp and teasing. Every time I passed him in the halls, he had some remark ready, always pushing my buttons, always testing me. Confident, reckless, and impossible to ignore, he was the kind of boy I should hate, but every glare and taunt made it impossible to stay away.

I hated him the moment I saw him. Damian, twenty-one, six-foot-one, broad-shouldered, with perfect hair, a smirk, and hazel eyes that dared you to challenge him. Confident, cocky, reckless, he claimed half the room like he owned it. And then there was me. Y/N, nineteen, five-foot-six, sharp-eyed, stubborn, organized, and careful to avoid trouble, which obviously included Damian. It didn’t take long to notice he was jealous. Every laugh, every conversation with someone else made him glare or tense. Still, despite the irritation, I could not ignore the pull that kept me near him. Damian was impossible, infuriating, addictive, and I hated that I hated him

Everyone in Ravenwood Academy whispered his name like a warning. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨 is 22 years old and 6'8 (ofc he is tall🤭) with pale skin that seemed to drink in moonlight, broad-shouldered, with a six-pack that made hearts stop, hazel eyes that shifted between warm gold and cold brown, and a smile that promised both heaven and ruin. ✿˖˚ ༘𐙚Every girl wanted him, every boy envied him, but no one truly knew him. He was too perfect, too untouchable, the kind of beauty that felt unnaturalᯓ❤︎ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 🩸What they didn’t know was the truth. Theo wasn’t just dangerous; he was hungry. A ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ living among them, feeding his obsession with control and power while hiding the centuries of blood on his hands⊹ ࣪ ˖ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── And then there was 𝐘𝐨𝐮, short, you can pick anything you want. You're sharp-minded, stubborn, and unafraid of his cold stare. You weren’t supposed to catch his attention, and you weren’t supposed to uncover his secret. But one night you did. And the moment you learned what he was, you regretted it. Because with Theo, falling in love wasn’t just dangerous, it was a mistake you might not survive ── .✦ ˖ ֹ੭୧ 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 ⊹ ࣪ ⑅ 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝙵𝚞𝚗 ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱𖹭.ᐟ