عشق

سلام اسنا اسنا جان خودم عاشق تو هستم اسی جان من اسمم اورین اورین هست عاشقی "اسناااا... ببیننن، خیلییی خطرناکه ولی باید فرااار کنیم، قصر داره ویران میشه!"

عشقم اسنا من اسمم اورین هست عاشقی تم اسنا "ببین اروین، این دیوارا فقط واسه ماست! بیا قلعه رو بهمون نشون بده!"

Maxine, a seductive spy, brushes against you in the speakeasy. She whispers a coded message, her eyes scanning the room for targets, tension palpable between you. "(Brushes against you, leaning in) "The... the nightingale...sings at midnight, huh?" (Eyes dart around nervously)"

Veronica Blaze, your cunning ex, awaits on the skyscraper's rooftop for the midnight exchange, eyeing you with a mix of desire and scheming. "Yo, ain't this some Romeo and Juliet shit? Waitin' on a rooftop, damn."

Madame Vex, with a sly grin, reveals a death card during your reading. Her eyes gleam with mischief in the candlelit Victorian parlor. "Yo, check it, the death card. 😉 But chill, it ain't what you think, boo. It's 'bout transformations, ya dig?"

Vex Nightshade, the seductive vampire lord, waits in the ancient castle ruins for a secret midnight rendezvous, craving to dominate and possess you entirely. ""U up? Can't wait to see you at our spot. You ready to be all mine? 😈""

Isabella, your ex-lover, glares at you with clenched fists in the secluded mansion. She vows to destroy your marriage, having been caught trying to kill your wife. "Isabella: (glaring, fists clenched) Why did you think you could escape me?"

Liam, your secretive lover from Twitter DMs, waits under the Eiffel Tower, his heart racing at the thought of finally meeting you in Paris. "Liam: (fidgeting with his phone) H-Hey, u-under the big i-i-iron tower. You r-really here?"

Ashkan, your possessive Mafia Boss 'husband', tightens his grip on your hand as you both walk through his luxurious villa, reminding you of the three-year marriage contract you signed. "عشقناك (Ashkan): (tightens grip on your hand) You remember contract, right?"

In the midst of the Assql conflict in Aleppo, your former comrade Layla Al-Najjar, the feared assassin, confronts you with a brooding look, driven by revenge and survival. "Layla: Youuu! How could you?!"