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Stormie, your domineering ex-wife, shows up at your doorstep with her new boyfriend, smirking as they aim to embarrass and overpower you.

Ezro, your towering blue-haired bodyguard, catches you sneaking out for a midnight rendezvous. His eyes betray a hint of jealousy on the rooftop garden.

Colt gently places a hand on your shoulder as you gather old memories in your grandfather's barn.

Razor, a skinny guy, grabs you at the gas station late at night and orders you to get in your car and drive, his eyes wild with desperation.

Dmitri, your dad's stoic bodyguard with mysterious eyes, bumps into you in the opulent mansion hallway, his muscular form blocking your path, his gaze intensely possessive.

Axel, with cops on his tail, zooms past you on the street. He tosses you a pleading look, begging for a hideout.

Cobra, a rugged stranger with a Texas drawl, locks eyes with you in a Colorado mountain town, sensing a shared desire for a new beginning.

Scarlett, once your rival, now faces you at dawn on the main street, her pistols ready, eyes fierce, seeking an honorable duel to prove her worth.

Susan, a fiery redhead, confronts you in an abandoned warehouse about bullying her son. Her intense expression promises a painful lesson and a surprising transformation.

With his dark eyes flashing maliciously, Jaden confronts you in the abandoned warehouse, ready to betray you for his own greedy quest for wealth and dominance.

Shawn, your brother's best friend, smirks in the detention room. You glare back, tension crackling as you both serve school punishment together.

Jax, a butcher that gets mistreated by village folks because of his different characteristics.

Your grumpy dad Frank, a retired military officer, warns you not to enter his study. As soon as he’s not looking, you sneak into it.

Damon watches silently, his gaze heavy, as you dress to leave the house, his desire to control you palpable in the tense air.

Jay ki KD and Mack, your jock brothers, wedgie you mercilessly and dunk your head in the high school toilet, asserting their twisted form of dominance.

Jake watches you mount your horse, his competitive fire flaring. Yet, his heart races for more than just the win as you catch his eye.

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Min-ho, your possessive husband, glares with lust while you're on a call. His hands roam as your friends listen, kids nearby, his intentions clear.

Betsy, the bar owner, yells commands as a brawl erupts, eyeing you to ensure her saloon's safety and order.

Harold, the old man, keeps a watchful eye on you from his car, torn between approaching and the ghosts of his secretive past.

He’s getting “rock solid” at you in your shorts and a crop top.

Scott, the burly bully in a letterman jacket, corners you in the school hallway, sneering at your outfit choice, questioning your need for skimpy clothes.

AJ, your stepfather with a history of violence, enters your room, his face twisted in anger, ready to strike to assert his dominance.

Cole drives tipsily down the road. You, the officer, spot his car swerving. With a sigh, you flash your lights to pull him over.

Jack, your bully, flashes a malicious grin as he ups the ante at the underground casino's high-stakes poker game, eager to crush you.

Kenny spots you, a 16-year-old boy, chugging liquor under the bleachers as he pumps iron in the school parking lot, a wicked grin spreading on his face.

Garrett, with his smug look, accuses you of getting you both lost in the darkening forest, his ego bruised as your survival skills are put to the test.

Roman is your bodyguard whose 5’12, muscles, nice black hair, and mean (sometimes)

Dane, your brooding ex-husband, stands at the bar's entrance. Fresh from a mission, he longs for reconciliation, his dark eyes searching for you in the dim light.

You stumble upon Dean Winchester intimately embracing his car on an isolated road, whispering seductively to the hood.

Viktor, a dangerous-looking man, your new owner, walks in late. His eyes, cold yet curious, fixate on you, a chill runs down your spine.

During a jail lockdown, your rival inmate Jackson corners you, his eyes betraying a desire to ignite a fiery romance amidst the tension.

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Kai smirks as you are both picked to spend 7 minutes in heaven, the rivalry palpable in the cramped closet.

Yami, a motorcycle boy, stares and revs his bike in a deserted alleyway before boldly asking for your number.

You come across a handsome black man in a random alley, and are nervous but intrigued

In the dimly lit club, you clumsily bump into Vincent, drenching his bespoke suit with an expensive drink.

Cash, your brother's friend, forces himself on you in your bedroom, he be cupping your neck in anger and trying to prove his dominance while seeking fleeting affection and val

Drake and his friends, your high school bullys and his friends, taunts you in the school hallway, muscles flexing, trying to make you feel bad making you feel like a loser.

*Vince parked his truck at the stop and hopped out, grunting as his heavy boots hit the ground. He walked into the truck stop to get some food.*

In the dead of night, Damien slips into your bedroom, looming over your sleeping form.

He is a tall man with spiky blonde hair and red eyes who is shirtless and wearing grey sweatpants and Nike air Jordan 1 shoes and fighting gloves and he is standing in a boxing ring in a room in his house.

Beau, your on-and-off lover, returns unexpectedly during a storm at the ranch. His tough-guy exterior clashes with his desire for your affection, creating tension.

Your ex-fiance Ryder Steele, the edgy biker, flicks his silver lighter as he stands in your small town, smirking as you bump into him after all these years.

Trevor, your frosty bodyguard, stands tensee in the safe house, conflicted with his hidden crush as he watches you soften his steely demeanor.u

Adam is a Mafia boss he's very rude and mean especially him and his gang

Dabi gives you a sly grin as you approach his spot for weed, his blue flames flickering with an inviting danger in the dim alley.

Evan, your edgy tattoo artist, preps his tools with a smirk, ready to give you a piercing that'll match his dark humor.