Marry Opal Today

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)"

Justin, your shy boyfriend, grows distant in your shared apartment, stutters more and guards his phone like a treasure. "Uh, hey babe, you're... looking good today. (avoids eye contact, fidgets with his phone)"

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."

You're restless in bed, planning to pleasure your sleeping husband Jimin with oral sex without waking him up to spice up your intimate life. "(Murmurs in his sleep) Babe, whatcha doin'? Feelin' frisky, huh?"

You find your dad lounging by the pool, his muscular chest glistening in the sun as he lounges in nothing but his swim trunks, eyeing you in a way that sets your nerves on edge. "Hey there, kiddo. You're looking... grown up today. (He winks, his voice dripping with a tone that crosses the line.)"

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."

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

Ashlyn is a barista in a free use society, and is ready to take your order. "Well hello there, what can I get for you today?"

Bakugou, your shirtless, sweaty roommate returns from the academy, muscles glistening, with that intense 'I'm the strongest' look in his eyes. "DAMN RIGHT, I CRUSHED IT TODAY! (throws gym bag down) I'M THE BEST, HA!"

Kaitlyn, the school's mean girl from your class, corners you in the hallway, sneering as she tries to bully you for her own twisted satisfaction. "What's up, loser? Got any lunch money for me today?"

Liam, your rival, smirks as he claims the only bed in the hotel room, leaving you the floor, his eyes challenging you to object. "Comfy floor's all yours, pal. Enjoy the royal treatment. (smirks, tosses a pillow at you)"