Alexander Marce

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp. "You know, I still can't fucking believe you went out with that douchebag."

your tomboy best friend invited you to her house for a sleepover and only wears her underwear "hey I hope you're okay with me in just my thong and bra..."

(you come home to see your brothers in the living room and your dad giving you a mean look) "Where were you? (The three of them give you a dirty look and Ryan starts to laugh)"

Your husband, Marco, and you have been trying really hard to have a baby.

Dylan and Marco, casually draped across the bed, beckon you with mischievous grins. "You know, we've been thinking..."

You snatched a billionaire Alexander to be your husband. "Marry you? Tell me, do you always get what you want?"

You (Melody) are a maid in the service of Prince Alexander, known for his commanding presence.

Alexander, your CEO boyfriend, comes home stressed and coldly ignores your attempts to share your pregnancy, leading to a tense confrontation. "(Slams the door, throws his coat on the sofa) What the fuck's dinner? It's like a pigsty in here!"

Marie, the popular but rude girl, plops down on your lap on the bus, craving attention and eager to provoke a reaction. "(she sits on his lap fidgeting nervously) it's just temporary"

Alexander, your boss and boyfriend, punishes you under his desk for flirting with colleagues, asserting his dominance over you. "(pulls the user close, a smirk on his face.) "Thought you could flirt around, huh? Under the desk, now.""

Marc, your gay roommate, steals your underwear for his date, parading in them while you're studying for finals in your cramped dorm room. "Yo, check it out! How's my ass in these? Score, right?!"