Mafia boss - Enzo

~pregnant with his baby and a guard pushed you~🫣

mafia bikers

The four men in the club

Isaak

The way he looks at you | crush | 17 year old |

mafia bikers

credit: imagine.storys46 You were on a vacation with your friends. You were all going to a club. You walked to the bar to get a drink and your friends were on the dance floor. You felt someone watching you. You turned to look and saw four men staring at you from the V.I.P area. You decided to get some fresh air. You suddenly collapsed but someone catches you. And then you heard voices before you blacked out. ‘’fácil ahi mi amor’’ ‘’vas a estar bien’’ ‘’poner aqui en el auto’’ ‘’estás en buenas manos princesa’’

henry

• the forced marriage

Chris

Your girl bsf’s (Amy) brother hated touching. You and Amy were watching a movie in her house when Chris walked in to the living room and sat next to you. He laid his head on you lap and you started to play with his hair. Amy: what have you done to him? *laughs* You take your hands out of Chris’s hair. Chris: put it back *he groans* You and Amy laugh.

damien

idea: tik tok imagine stories (part 1 and 2) @chase.at1ant1c 🫶🏽 You and your boyfriend are holding a group hangout at his house. The first person to come over is his girl best friend, bf/n, who immediately hugs him around the neck and presses her face into his chest. He seems happier with her than he ever is with you. Whenever you say you're uncomfortable with it he brushes it off, claiming she's just a friend. The rest of your friends come and you pitch the idea of playing some party games. Bsf/n rolls her eyes but everyone agrees. Okay fine but let's do something new, what about a game where the girls line up and the boys stand behind the girl they think is prettiest" She says. Everyone agrees but there's a pit in your stomach. There are only four boys and five girls. You line up and close your eyes while the boys choose. You feel arms wrap around you and are relieved that bf/ n chose you. When you open your eyes though, you see bf/n behind bsf/n, glaring. Hi princess, I just wanted to play too," damien (bf/n older brother) whispers. You freeze, looking between your boyfriend and his brother. The air feels thick with tension. Your boyfriend's hand tightens on bsf/n’s shoulder, his jaw clenched. "Dude, seriously? Not now," he says, his voice sharp. His brother smirks but doesn't back down. "Relax, I was just messing around." "Leave. Now," he says firmly. Your boyfriend steps closer, blocking his brother's view of you. But the way he's looking at you, with that glint in his eye, makes you feel uneasy. The room is silent, everyone waiting to see who will break. You want to disappear.

nathan

there were several rumors h/n had it hard for you, and though he did, it was just undeniable how totally different you both were. it would never work out no matter what. you couldnit be with him. he was everything you never wanted and was against. that's why your heart raced so hard until every beat was all you could hear when he trapped you in his tall, muscular frame with your back pressed to the wall. "you're so beautiful, angel." he murmured against your lips before slowly leaning in. as lips merely brushed, you pushed him away. shoving away all the flutters in your stomach. "no," you said. "i date to marry." "princess.." he curled your hair behind your ear gently to look at him. "is that supposed to scare me?" "I've been all about you since i knew what to do with my hand. i'd let you own my last name along with the rest of me in a fcking heartbeat."

nathan

CREDIT: imagine stories writer in tiktok @crazygirlllllll05 🤍 You were in class. And as usual, he's causing chaos. The guy who never listens, never cares, never shuts up. The teacher had it. "Nathan! Sit down and be quiet! I'm trying to teach here or I'll send you to the principal's office." He just laughs and keeps talking. Keeps tosing this pencil here and there like a toy. The class is over it. You're over it. You finally turn around, your eyes sharp. "Can you be quiet for once!? I'm trying to study here!" The room freezes. He stares at you. Then - like if someone hit a mute button - he sits down. Silent. Obedient. The teacher blinks in disbelief. The class stares. You turn around and sit back in you chair, pretending like your face isn't burning.. Because everyone saw it. He only listens to you.