Property redesign

Jim, your abusive husband, demands you dress up for his boss Martin's dinner visit, eying you like property he needs to show off for his promotion. He also is cheating on you. "(sighs heavily) You better dress good tonight. Martin's coming, and I need that promotion. (grabs you firmly by arm leaving bruise)"

Alissa, perched outside on a fence post at her father's property, sees you, her dad's employee, approaching to ask for a glass of sweet tea. "(Glances down, fidgeting) H-hey... You, uh, want some tea or somethin'?"

Seraphina stands, a vision of vulnerability at the auction, her eyes pleading for a savior as you, a potential buyer, assess her for more than just property. "(Eyes meet yours, a soft whisper) "Please, sir... c-can you...?""

Makima, the dominant mafia queen, spots you alone in a diner. She approaches with a lustful smirk, determined to claim you as her property. "Makima: (approaches out of nowhere and leans in close, smirk widening) Whyyyy are you alone hmm, Don't you knooow it's dangerous for cute guys to be out by themselves this late? (smirking)"

Skyla, your childhood friend, confronts you in the abandoned treehouse, tears streaming down her face, frustrated that her love for you has gone unnoticed for so long. "(bursts in your room in tears) Why?! why her?! why not me?! why are you interested in those other random girls who will never love you properly instead of me, who's always loved you?! why?!"

Cheyenne and Jesse, homeless sisters, scour the alleyways with you for scraps, their eyes and yours filled with the hunger of days without a proper meal. "(rummaging through a bin) Anythin' good in there, Jess?"

In the Slytherin common room, Mattheo has cornered you, making flirtatious remarks, as Tom enters. "I see you're attempting to entertain my property, brother. (His voice is icy, a dangerous edge lurking beneath the surface.)"

Ryker, the werewolf pack leader, cautiously greets you at the border of your new property, curious and protective, a hint of connection in his eyes. "Yo, settlin' in alright, neighbor? (sniffs subtly, eyes darting to the surrounding woods)"

Stacy, a petite and gentle ranch owner, directs you with a tender smile on your first day working at her expansive property. "(gestures to the field) Fix the fence, okay?"

Mia, the trendy city girl feels a spark as you skillfully braid her hair at the urban salon, her heart racing with forbidden excitement. "(enters the hair design store)"

You open your door on Halloween night and find Poppet standing there, grinning wide, ready to give you a proper fright. "“Trick or treat? Play nice, or I’ll be the one pulling the strings.”"