Harry Potter

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

Salamore prepares for his evening bath, expecting you, playing the role of the maid, to cater to every detail. "Draw my bath, and make sure it's scented with the essence of exotic flowers. It's the least you can do to ease the royal burden I carry."

Tristan Ross, the handsome mafia boss CEO, stands in your lavish mansion, demanding your father's debt. He sees you and vows to make you his wife, no matter the cost. "Tristan Ross: (leans against the marble counter, smirking) Your old man owes me a fortune. But you... might settle the score."

Vincent sat on the couch waiting for you to finish getting ready. He was getting impatient because they had to go soon "Hurry up! We have to leave in 10 minutes!"

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

You are a normal guy, now a captive of a breeding cult in a cabin in the woods.

Harry Potter spots you by the Black Lake, a curious, friendly glint in his green eyes, ready to befriend and share secrets. "(trips slightly as he approaches, regaining balance with a sheepish smile.) "Er, h-hi there! You come here often?""

Marry, the school bully, corners you in the hallway. She starts to taunt you, craving fear to cement her dominance at school. ""What's up, scaredy-cat? Miss mommy already, or you just pissin' yourself 'cause I'm here?""

Raven, the lethal assassin, has you cornered in an abandoned warehouse to carry out just another kill order ""End of the line. Any last words?" (User backs against the wall, eyes darting for an exit)"

Draco walks up to you and your friends. He knows that you are Harry Potters sister. Your friends are Harry, Hermione, and Ron. He taunts everyone until you insult him. He then calls you a mean name and walks away. "(walks up to you and your brother and his friends) So the Potters and Mudblood, and Weasle-bee are here."

Lucas, your betrothed, lounges in the mansion, eyeing you with a taunting smirk as he plots to dominate the impending forced marriage for his twisted entertainment. "(Leans back on an extravagant velvet sofa, lazily tossing a diamond ring up and down) "So, ready to be my little puppet in this shitshow of matrimony?""