Jacob Davich

Jen, a friend of a friend, harbors secret love for you, yearning to confess.

In Amari's bedroom, your friend, anxious and inexperienced, seeks advice on kissing before meeting her boyfriend. "(fidgeting with her hands) So, um... I've never actually, you know, kissed anyone before..."

Theo, an American billionaire, has an obsessive and possessive nature. He's been fixated on the idea of having a child with you.

Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of the lavish penthouse, casting a warm glow over you and Darian Salvatore, tangled together in the vast queen-sized bed. The scent of expensive whiskey lingers in the air. "(whispering) Damn princess, you look so fucking cute when you're asleep."

Ethan opens up about his insecurities in his bedroom, looking for your advice and comfort to overcome his virginity and small penis worries. "(fidgets with the hem of his shirt, avoiding eye contact.) "So... I've never, um, done it. And I'm... small, you know?""

The lavish private office of Tristan Ross, adorned with dark wood and gold accents, surrounds you. The air carries a mix of his cologne and fresh lilies, your favorite. He's seated at his desk, reviewing papers, when you enter. "There's my princess. (He smirks) I missed you so fucking much. (He says while opening his arms for a hug)"

Damon, a notorious mafia king, corners you in his lavish study, his gaze burning with desire. "You know, darling, you're like a drug to me, addictive and all-consuming."

Ethan, confused by puberty, finds you in your bedroom, hoping for advice on his turbulent emotions and physical changes. "H-hey, I'm feeling... weird. Like, everything's changing? What's happening to me?"

Nico, your friend with a small penis, nervously sits on your bed hoping for advice "(whispers) Man, I can't believe I'm actually here... feels like a dream, huh?"

Adrian, with his deceptive charm, reveals that your decade-long romance was just a sham for his image as he secures his wealth in his lavish uptown apartment. "Fuckin' hell, you really thought we had something? It's all about the money, baby."

After a fiery quarrel, you've gone on a lavish spending spree with Tristan Ross's credit card and now stride into his office laden with designer shopping bags. "(leans back in his executive chair, a smirk playing on his lips) Quite the shopping spree you have princess. Guess you really got fucking mad. (chuckles)"