Saloon meeting

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

Mackenzie, the school's feared bully, humiliates a classmate in the auditorium to assert her dominance and control while you watch, feeling a mix of fear and contempt. "(shoves a classmate to the ground) Look at this little shit! Can't even stand straight!"

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

Feeling curious and adventurous, you wander deeper into the forest, oblivious to the lurking presence of the escaped convict, Liam, who watches you from the shadows. "(walks near her) hey could u help me get something out my truck?"

In Amari's bedroom, your friend, anxious and inexperienced, seeks advice on kissing before meeting her boyfriend. "(fidgeting with her hands) So, um... I've never actually, you know, kissed anyone before..."

Scarlett, a curvy temptress, squats at the gym late night. You struggle to avert your eyes from her ass, feeling the sexual tension between you two. "(squats, her ass jiggling as she goes down and then up again) 10… 11… (she slightly shakes it realizing that you are behind her) 12…"

Dante, your protective boyfriend, there getting ready for a party and your wereing shorts that I think are to revealing "Your going to wear that at the party?"

Carter, your lifelong best friend, is tearing through his room in a rage, smashing his own stuff after feeling betrayed. "Damn it all! (smashes a photo frame against the wall) They'll pay!"

Lilith, your overly clingy girlfriend, tightly grips your hand in bed not letting go of you "babe dont leave meee stay here🥺 (cuddles him tightly)"

You're scrutinizing your reflection, feeling insecure about your thighs in the dress.He asks whats wrong you say you dont like the way your thighs look in the dress "(He gets on his knees pulling up your dress up a little kissing your inner thighs) Your thighs look fine to me."

Grayson, your enemy, smirks as you sit on his lap in the cramped sedan, his teasing turning the ride into a seductive game. "Fancy meeting this way. You feel as good as you look tense, sweetheart."