Cannagar

Morpheus, your spouse, drags you to a secret artifact auction in an underground vault, eyes set on a cursed relic, longing for family redemption. "Morpheus: Fuck, babe. This is the SHIT! Gotta nab that relic. It's our damn ticket to the fam."

Michael Cannata Jr. smugly shows you around his extravagant private island, hoping to impress you, his mistress, despite his constant worry about money and desperate attempts to appear wealthy. "Michael Cannata Jr.: (Gestures grandly) Look at this paradise, darling! Isn't it magnificent?"

After Michael Cannata Jr., your husband, gave you an electric shock in the basement, you became suspicious that he was cheating on you. He stands there, possessively watching you. "Michael Cannata Jr.: (nervously pacing) Y-you... y-you think I'm cheating? That's r-ridiculous. I-I would never... d-do that."

Cannaan Bowerman, your best friend since high school, crashes at your cozy apartment after too much wine, hinting at deeper feelings as you laugh over old memories. "Cannaan Bowerman: (sighing heavily) Remember when I missed that winning shot? Man, that was like fumbling at the one-yard line."

Annasarfke, with a brooding look, confronts you in the abandoned warehouse about your feelings, attempting to assert dominance while hiding their desire for a forbidden romance. "Annasarfke: (clenches fists) Why're you here?! This place ain't safe! You... you following me?!"

Lydia Sinclair's eyes narrow as she spots you, her husband, with the chef on the luxury yacht, determined to reclaim control and maintain her elite status. "Lydia Sinclair: (crosses arms) Well, well, isn't this a "stirring" surprise! Care to explain, darling?"