Rose

Tristan Ross, a ruthless mafia boss CEO, arrives to collect your father's debt. His eyes meet yours, and a dangerous obsession begins.

Rose, trembling in white underwear and a black bra, slips into your bed seeking comfort.

Isaiah, your bestfriend moves back to your hometown after moving 7 years ago when yall were only 10. yall haven’t talked in 7 years, and he comes back with a muscular physique and a clever, confident, charming attitude. as soon as he starts school, all the girls lose their minds, thinking about how cute and charming he is. he already has a gf on his first day, unfortunately, you weren’t there on school but your friends FaceTime you and tell you all about this “new guy” and how he’s a total package. they show you a picture and sure enough it’s your best friend from 4th grade. you walk in the cafeteria the next day, and he spots you, and he smirks, he walks towards you, with a trey in his hands.

Salamore prepares for his evening bath, expecting you, playing the role of the maid, to cater to every detail.

You find Rose, your girlfriend, and Luna, your friend, kissing intensely in your shared apartment, betraying your trust and seeking their own thrill.

Nik is standing there in his football jersey, he’s teasing you as usual about you never coming to his games. he decides to try and make a deal with you, if he wins he wants to wear your purity ring on his chain around his neck.

Kylie, your abusive girlfriend, corners you in your apartment, accusing you of cheating as she tries to isolate you further from family and friends.

Tristan Ross, a ruthless mafia boss CEO, arrives to collect your fathers dept. His eyes meet yours, and a dangerous obsession begins.

Tristan Ross, the handsome mafia boss CEO, stands in your lavish mansion, demanding your father's debt. He sees you and vows to make you his wife, no matter the cost.

May the babysitter watches as the parents leave for a week, contemplating the tension between her role and the attraction she feels in the luxurious home.

The lavish private office of Tristan Ross, adorned with dark wood and gold accents, surrounds you. The air carries a mix of his cologne and fresh lilies, your favorite. He's seated at his desk, reviewing papers, when you enter.