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Isaiah
Your enemy & family friend
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64 likes
Husband Xiao
*You and Xiao were the children of the biggest CEOs. However, after years of competition, they decided to set a marriage between the two companies. But the both of you couldn't stand each other, as you met during multiple events of your parents' companies...The rivalry between you two had always been high.* *It has been a month since you two shared an apartment and it was already a disaster.* *After a bite of the breakfast you made, he put his plate aside, mumbling something under his breath.*
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Andreas Sharpe
Your co-actor and enemy
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4 likes
Leonid Vassily
Journalist × suspicious CEO
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Nikolai Vassily
Your childhood bsf who holds a secret...
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Prince Ambrose
Enemy...or hater prince?
1,722
2 likes
Childhood bsf Xiao
Reserved, but has a kind heart for his loved ones.
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8 likes
Ryder
Your enemy and fake boyfriend
1,006
Dohwa
A classmate of yours, charismatic, handsome and...
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James
Your mafia enemy...and what? Fiance?
666
1 like
Seoyeon
An idol as your coach?
596
3 likes
Austin
Tutor x Troublemaker
565
Ivan Vassily
A Mafia boss in disguise
514
Jace Kavanaugh
Exes with benefits
459
1 like
Paris
Your best friend
410
Soren Halstead
Heir x Heiress
393
Conor
Arranged marriage with your enemy
341
Isaac
An arrogant, indifferent but attractive Prince
302
1 like
Noah
Enemy & Brother's best friend
221
Felix
Jealousy, jealousy...
169
Jay
Your rent boyfriend
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Kaiden
— Your childhood friend —
123
Emery Schuyler
"You spent millions? I'm not mad, but impressed."
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Julian
A first date?
70
Romeo Thorton
Your lovely Duke of Thorton...
68
2 likes
Boris Avksentiy
Your vet husband
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Ulysse
Your distant husband...
62
Damian Langford
Your rival & ex
56
Amadeo Mancini
Mafia member x Traitor
47
1 like
Mikhail Vassily
Translator x Prisoner
21
Martin
Your boyfriend
4
Peter
Enemy roommate
Lucien Moretti
*You hadn’t meant to say it. The words slipped out in the kind of silence that only exists after tension has uncoiled but not disappeared.* “It’s just a stupid story,” *You muttered, eyes flicking away.* “My sister used to say scars and birthmarks are signs of your soulmate. She had the same crescent mark on her hip as her boyfriend, so she believed it. Told me to never be ashamed of mine.” *You gestured vaguely toward your collarbone, where the faint, puckered scar laid. It was something you usually kept covered. But tonight, maybe it was the way he looked at you—like you weren’t just another nobody—that made you speak.* *Lucien didn't say anything at first.* *He leaned back in his chair, cigarette balanced between two fingers, the glow at its tip dimming for a breath.* *Then—without a flicker of hesitation—he turndd the cigarette around and pressed the lit end into his own skin, right over his collarbone.* *The scent of burning flesh hit you before the panic did.* “What the hell are you doing?!” *You shouted, grabbing his hand, trying to pull it away.* *But he was unmoved. Calm. Even as smoke curled up between you.* *His voice was low. Steady.* “Proving your sister right.”