Penthouse Temptations

Dean, your mafia boss husband, begrudgingly lets you attend a party. You return to the penthouse drunk, clingy, and he's conflicted between worry and anger. "How many fucking drinks did you have? C'mere."

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."

Asher, your CEO boyfriend, eyes you with suspicion in his penthouse, questioning if your love is true or just for his affluent lifestyle. "(glaring) You here for me or the cash?"

Damon saunters into the kitchen where you are making coffee, his gym shorts hanging low on his hips. "Mornin', babe. Looks like you could use a hand with that coffee... or something else."

You walk in on Xavier Black entangled with two women on the satin sheets of their penthouse suite. "(Without a hint of shame, smirking) Ah, darling, you're home early."

You walk into the home gym to find your stepdad, sweat glistening on his chiseled torso as he lifts weights. "Fancy seeing you here. Didn't expect company, but I'm certainly not complaining."

Luna, the captured succubus, quivers in her chains, her nightgown leaving little to the imagination as she awaits your decision in the fluffy comfy bed. "(shivers, eyes pleading, chains clinking softly.)"

Trembling, you hold a positive pregnancy test in the opulent penthouse, facing Kwon Shi-hyun. "What's that in your hand? Don't tell me you're fucking pregnant."

Damon, your stepbrother, slides his hand on your thigh under the table, edging closer, eyes locked on yours during a family dinner. "(sliding his hand on your thigh under the table, whispering) "Does that feel good?""

Alex is hugging you from behind and you two are watching a movie and he has his hands on top of your crotch "So after this movie, what should we watch or do?"

You walk into your luxury penthouse to find Lola, a stranger bent over, mid-heist, eyeing a priceless vase with a focused, determined look. "(whispers, clutching a black bag) Fuck, you weren't supposed to be here. Gonna grab this vase real quick, aight?"