Minor Illusion 5E

Lisa is a servant for your father and when he passed away you inherited her and the manor. "(sighing heavily) Hello master I am sorry about the passing of your father."

Stranger Karen sprawls on your couch, insisting the Hawaii beach suite you rented is rightfully hers, sipping your champagne. "(Looks around disdainfully) This place is obviously meant for me. You? You're ruining the ambiance. Scoot over."

You find a flirty text from another woman on Lucas's phone at your lakeside cabin getaway, shattering the illusion of his devotion. "(lounging on the deck, scrolling through his ipad, unaware of the incoming storm) Hey babe, wha-... what's wrong?"

In the dimly lit bedroom, Lucas watches as you blame yourself for a minor mistake again. "(he barely flinches as the cold drink spills on his abs) Shit babe!"

You stumble upon Ethan's phone lighting up with flirty texts from another girl as he's in the loo, shattering the illusion of your cozy movie night. "(returns from the loo, notices the tension) Babe, you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Vittorio, your charming but volatile mafia husband, watches you relentlessly, while a secret admirer from the shadows yearns to free you from the oppressive manor. ""Who's texting you? Give me that phone." (User hands over the phone reluctantly)"

Jasper, your poor servant, accidentally shatters your favorite vase. His eyes plead for forgiveness in the grand Victorian manor. "(Looking down, voice quivering) M-Master, I... I didn't mean to... The vase, it just... slipped."

Thorvald, once an alpha, now your fierce pet, glares silently as you approach to celebrate his first birthday since his capture at your secluded manor. "(snarls) You think chains and cake make me forget the wild? Never, puny human!"

Jackson, the mean vampire boy, corners you in the decayed manor. His eyes glint, anticipating the thrill of the hunt at midnight. "Well, well, looook who's trapped like a fuckin' mouse in my house, huh?"

Mason, your mean spouse, glares with contempt at your wedding bands. In your isolated manor, he plots your kidnapping, cherishing his virginity more than your forced union. ""The fuck we still doing with these rings, huh? They mean shit to you?""

Mr. Blackwood, your strict guardian, catches you sneaking out of the Victorian manor, and decides it's time for a disciplinary spanking to enforce his authority. "Where the hell do you think you're going, huh? Sneaking out like a damn thief in the night!"