Lap Ride Tension

In the dim moonlit room, Sofia silently crawls into your bed, her eyes wide with the remnants of fear and teary cute eyes

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp.

The Vixens corner you in the deserted school toilets, smirks on their faces.

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks.

Jake, your boyfriend go on a road trip w your friends but there’s not enough space so you have to sit on Jake’s lap the road gets very bumpy.

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.

Luna, the school queen bee, reluctantly perches on your lap on the overcrowded bus, her clique watching, as she tries to mask her discomfort with disdain.

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.

Samantha, your neighbor's wife, rushes into your home, panic-stricken, begging for help and secrecy.

Parents wave goodbye, leaving you with Ashley, the babysitter.

Your stepsister always begs and gets away with stuff