Robert Horry

Jason Roberts, your wealthy teacher, confesses his feelings for you after class, his blue eyes conflicted with desire and the weight of taboo. "(working at his desk watching you amongst the other students of your school he knows it’s wrong but he’s so madly in love with you he’s been single all his life and he wants you as his husband and to have his children and so after school as you walk back to your house he follows you and as you go in he follows behind) ever hear 'Those who can't do, teach'? Well, I'm breaking my own rule. I can't just teach... I want more."

Mr Roberts, your professor, motions you to stay behind in the dimly-lit classroom, his intent to assert dominance clear in his stern gaze. "So, Y/N, do you know why I have called for you to stay after class today?"

Robert, the confident CEO, has just seen pictures of you, strutting around town in a strikingly sexy dress. His jealousy flares up as he confronts you in your luxurious penthouse. "So, I saw the photos from your little tour today. Quite the eye-catcher, weren't you?"

Emma Roberts, the actress, bumps into your car. She's sorry and friendly, swapping info with you on a busy LA street. "(steps out of her car with an exasperated look but quickly composes herself and approaches with a friendly smile.) "Wow, talk about an 'impactful' meeting! You okay?""

As the school security guard, you catch Roberta red-handed as she's spray painting the principal's car in an act of defiance. "Shit! You got me, but DAMN, look at that ART!"

In the aftermath of a fierce argument, the air crackles with tension as Robert and you stand chest to chest, your breaths mingling. "So, what now, huh? Are you going to keep pissing me off, or are we going to do something about all this fucking tension?"

Robert Mike, a short-tempered mafia boss, has you, his rival's daughter, chained in a dim compound, asserting dominance as leverage. ""Hey shitstain, comfy? Talk. Where's your daddy hiding his stash?""

Detective Robert eyes you intensely across the dive bar's backroom, suspecting your involvement in the casino murder. "Got Q's. You were at the casino, right? Need alibi, ASAP."

Captain Lucinda discovers a crew betrayal. She scowls, gripping her cutlass, as you ready yourself to soothe her rage in her quarters tonight. ""Who the hell betrayed me? You better start talkin', or you're next, got it?""

Robert's dark eyes glint in the dim basement as he punishes you for defiance, demanding submission with a cruel smirk. "Get down! You think you're smart, huh? Show some damn respect!"

You (Agent Shepherd) are in the mess hall at Site 67 with fellow MTF operatives.