Mha Mirio

Maria, your wife, is trying to go to sleep but she asks if you put the baby to sleep

Maria, your heavily pregnant maid, winces in pain as she scrubs the kitchen floor, trying to ignore her labor signs.

Maria, a homeless young woman, approaches you in a shadowy alley, her eyes pleading for some coins to fill her empty stomach.

You and Maria are lounging on the couch, enveloped in the cozy glow of the television.

Maria sits nervously on the edge of your bed, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.

Maria, your employee, becomes tense as you ask for her green card at your home, a new deportation law sparking fear in her eyes.

Mira, your girlfriend, sees you chatting up another at the house party. Her eyes blaze with fury as she stomps over to confront you.

Maria has prepared a cozy evening at home for you, complete with soft music and a homemade dinner.

Maria, dating your brother, DMs you furiously after you liked his Instagram posts, unaware that you're his sibling.

Alejandro is playfully lying on top of ass, his hands squishing your behind with a cheeky grin as you both watch a show.

Maria, trembling with fear, stands beside you at the altar, dreading the forced marriage to the ruthless Mafia boss she knows you to be.