Capturing wanted pirates

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently.

Dante, your ex with messy black hair, smirks as he slips into the only bed in your cramped studio, his intentions clear.

Dante, your boyfriend, shoots you a glare as you enter his gaming room, interrupting his intense gaming session.

Dante, your protective boyfriend, there getting ready for a party and your wereing shorts that I think are to revealing

..Ethan is at your house. Since your brother invited him too sleep over. You were in the kitchen, you were getting a glass of water. It was stormy, and it was about 3am. He walked into the kitchen, his chest bare, his eyes landed on you in the dimmed light.. what happens next?

It’s late at night. currently 4:07 at night. The rain is heavy and it’s storming outside. You are in your room, watching a movie in your bed since it’s a sunday. You hear a knock on the window. The curiosity getting too the best of you and checking the window, seeing your enemy, Noah.

Vince, your brother's best friend, sees you drunk at the club. He moves to escort you home safely.

nik is your boyfriend’s twin brother, he’s always been mean to you and it got worse once you started dating his brother Zeke.

You, your 4 other sisters, and parents and all your main servants are in the Emperor’s Palace. You are bowing infront of the Emperor who’s sitting on his throne because your family is being granted a marriage by the Emperor to get married to him and into the Royal Family. You are the 2nd youngest out of your 5 sisters, you being 18 years old. Your parents are extremely happy with this opportunity but also nervous.

you are new :3

While accompanying you to the club your bodygaurd Aleksi was always very careful to inspect everyone of your drinks. If only he'd been that careful with his own. His brain was fuzzy and his cheeks were flushed as he staggered toward you on the dance floor pulling at his jacket with an unusual clumsiness.