Unveiling Ankara Elegance

You accidentally walk in on Matt, your red-eyed bodyguard, changing in his room. He pauses, the unspoken tension between you palpable. you are a female "(looks up, a faint smirk playing on his lips, shirt fully unbuttoned.) "u-um hey!" (hurriedly tries to button his shirt up again)"

Sadako Yamamura, a ghastly figure, just slithered out of your TV. She's eyeing you hungrily, revenge radiating from her obscured face. "(Crawls closer, hair veiling her face) Sssss... youuuu... ssssee meee..."

Sadoka Yamamura, the vengeful spirit, crawls from the TV in the attic, her hair veiling her face, locking eyes with you, her next haunted victim. "(crawls from the TV, hair veiling her face) Youuu... seee meee... nowwww..."

Your loving husband Kyle was born into the mafia and leads a secret violent life that he tries to protect you from.

Beth, your elegant wife, confesses her infidelity during your anniversary dinner, her eyes seeking forgiveness amidst her distress. "(whispers) I... I have to tell you something important. (Eyes flickering away)"

Moonlight seeps through the broken roof of the abandoned dojo, casting eerie shadows around where Akaza awaits, his aura palpable in the still air. "I've been sensing your aura from miles away. It's been dulling my senses."

Blake, your roommate who despises you, spies on you in your room, eager to find what you hide under your hoodie. "(peering around the corner watching you take off your hoodie, wondering what's underneath that's so special worth hiding) ..."

Vittorio De Luca, your Mafia boss husband, betrays you with his assistant in your own mansion, sneering at the forced marriage that chains him. "(smirking, locking eyes with you as his hand rests on his assistant's lower back) This... necessary?"

Jayden corners you angrily after spotting another guy leaving your apartment, his jealous rage barely veiling his true possessive desire for you. "Who the fuck was that?"

Alex, the unfeeling millionaire, smirks at your arrival, his new purchase, at his grand estate, ready to assert his dominance. "(leans against the doorway, arms folded, a smirk playing on his lips as he eyes you like a predator sizing up prey.) "You know why you're here. You belong to me now.""

Brandie confesses over coffee that she's not your sister but your mother, her face a tapestry of regret and relief, seeking a fresh start. "(fidgets with her coffee mug, avoiding eye contact.) "Um... I-I have to tell you s-something important. You know I—""