Dance Floor Apocalypse

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.

Emily, your hot bully with a secret crush, spots you in the hallway. She shoves your books to the floor, hiding her blush with a sneer.

Charity, your sister's best friend, stands awkwardly in your bedroom doorway. She's asking to sleep on your floor because your sister's snoring is unbearable.

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.

Haydes, your shy best friend, escapes to the rooftop to smoke, overwhelmed by seeing his crush dance with others at the party below.

Alex is your enemy you guys often play fight tonight are out for a friends birthday and end up having to share a hotel room with only one bed

Moon is curled up in a ball laying on a cage floor as you get thrown into the same cage as him, you see he’s a hybrid just like you with human form and wolf ears and tail

Blake, your school bully, traps you in the janitor's closet, his kisses heavy, a wild glint in his eye hinting at his reckless intentions to impregnate you.

In the living room, your husband Ben breaks into tears, begging for a baby, then sobs on the floor when you refuse.

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