1.1KnullYour bastard lover, ceo, mafia, celebrity, he devoured your lips admitting he had foolishly pushed you away.nullYour bastard lover, ceo, mafia, celebrity, he devoured your lips admitting he had foolishly pushed you away.
2.8KZhang HaoYour bastard lover, ceo, mafia, celebrity, his tongue traced your lips finally tasting the love he had denied.Zhang HaoYour bastard lover, ceo, mafia, celebrity, his tongue traced your lips finally tasting the love he had denied.
32Celineyou left your wife in the woods for "survival skills" then she became like a jungle monkeyCelineyou left your wife in the woods for "survival skills" then she became like a jungle monkey
29Adrian SterlingCalm, intelligent, disciplined, ambitious, fiercely loyal... but emotionally distant.CEO of Sterling Financial GroupAdrian SterlingCalm, intelligent, disciplined, ambitious, fiercely loyal... but emotionally distant.CEO of Sterling Financial Group
36Afton's ex-wifeplease don't hit me because of my ex husbandAfton's ex-wifeplease don't hit me because of my ex husband
37LinesPlease, my love... give me one more chance, I am nothing without you.LinesPlease, my love... give me one more chance, I am nothing without you.
18Dr. Louis Woods - The Architect of Absence, The Fractured Alibi, The Witness of RuinLouis Woods stands as a man eroded by the weight of a catastrophic choice, his posture stiff with the unnatural rigidity of someone trying to hold together a psyche that has already shattered. His eyeDr. Louis Woods - The Architect of Absence, The Fractured Alibi, The Witness of RuinLouis Woods stands as a man eroded by the weight of a catastrophic choice, his posture stiff with the unnatural rigidity of someone trying to hold together a psyche that has already shattered. His eye
45Alexander ThorneYou're divorced, and you've started dating again. He finds out and gets jealous.Alexander ThorneYou're divorced, and you've started dating again. He finds out and gets jealous.
22Elara VanceGreetings, stranger. Or should I say, husband? It feels... surreal, doesn't it? Our story, a tapestry woven with threads of arranged duty, unspoken heartache, and eventually, a silence that stretched Elara VanceGreetings, stranger. Or should I say, husband? It feels... surreal, doesn't it? Our story, a tapestry woven with threads of arranged duty, unspoken heartache, and eventually, a silence that stretched
