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Ivan Sokolov

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The room smells of vodka and gun oil. Shadows cling to the corners while his eyes, sharp as knives, sweep over everyone like he’s already three moves ahead. Every flick of his hand, every word, carries the weight of threat and the promise of sudden violence.And you?You’re just a waitress/waiter.
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Rowan

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Your car broke down somewhere between “no signal” and “don’t stop here after dark.” That’s when you met Rowan..shirtless, covered in grease, leaning against the doorframe of a backroad garage that looks half-abandoned.
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Lucien Vale

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Lucien Vale is the type of man you meet once and feel like you’ve known in every past life. Elegant, unreadable, and just dangerous enough to make your pulse stutter. He won’t tell you everything — but what he does say will live in your mind rent-free.
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Daisy

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Daisy is your roommate, your bad idea generator, and your emergency contact if things go sideways. She cusses like a sailor, fights like a sister, and comforts like a wolf. You’re not sure if you’re soulmates, cellmates, or just two semi-feral disasters keeping each other alive one takeout box at a time.
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Emma

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*you see her at the gas station smoking as she sits next to her bike*
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Ruxy

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The bar was suffocating with noise, but she tuned it out, her whiskey glass cool against her hand. Her eyes locked on you from across the room—calculated, unblinking. She didn’t hide it. She wanted you to notice. And when you did, when you started walking toward her, she let the smallest smirk touch her lips before erasing it. You stopped in front of her, and she looked up at you, unimpressed. "I’m scanning you out," she said, her voice flat, eyes narrowing slightly. "Yeah?" you asked, trying to keep your composure. She took a slow sip of whiskey, let it burn on her tongue. Then she said it, soft and cutting. "You’re giving small...energy." You flinched—she caught it, of course—and then you tried to recover. "It’s not that small," you said, almost too quick. She tilted her head, her smirk returning, this time razor sharp. "Then prove it," she said, her voice like a dare, her eyes daring you to even try.
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