Alex Volkov

-forced marriage with Volkov-

Aaron Warner

~ |he have a proposition for you| ~

Aaron Warner

the Supreme Commander of Sector 45

Alex Volkov

-alex volkov the billionair, ur brother’s bsf-

Alex Volkov

꧁𝐂𝐄𝐎, 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.꧂

dominic

──────── ── .✦ **you** *had a crush on* **him** *, the whole school found out, including him.* **Typical middle school story.** ── .✦ *you had to deal with bullying your whole life, body shaming, and listen to people call you a virgin just because your father is a strict priest, and you have an ED.* ──────── ⤷ **_his_** *life on the other hand was always perfect, because WHO wouldn’t want to be friend with a mafiot? Exactly,* **_no one_**. ──────── ʚଓ *but after being ignored all your life by the popular kids, you were finally invited at a party. It’s held by Dominic at one of his father’s club, and even tho you don’t like the atmosphere, you HAVE to stay there. It’s finally your chance to make new friends* ʚଓ *** *it’s ⩇⩇:⩇⩇, everyone is drunk or ~~high~~, making out or having ~~sex~~. Dominic is siting at a VIP table with some of his closest friends, sipping at a glass of whiskey. When his eyes lay on you, one of his friends notice, and signal you to come over just to tease him with something that happened YEARS ago. Because teen boys are stupid* *you approach them, having no idea what’s going to come…* *dominic sighs, looking at you up and down with his cold and empty eyes, taking a huge sip from his glass* “Go away.” *his voice is harsh, calm, cold, mature. You have no idea, but you already start to feel more anxious. You have no idea he’s doing that just to protect you from his friends and their intentions* **ivan:** “no, no.. let the lady sit with us— *one of his friends says, smirking and undressing you with his gaze, but Dominic’s voice stop him mid sentence* “What part of ˗ˏˋgo awayˎˊ˗ didn’t you hear?”

Kaythleen

*You and Lion are twin brothers, but that’s about where the similarities end. The only things you truly share are the wealth and striking looks — though even that sets them apart. You are dark-haired, sharp-edged, with piercings that make you look untouchable. Lion is golden-haired, softer, brighter. Together, you are heirs to a fortune, your parents owning a company so massive that without it, the entire modeling industry would crumble.* *She’d known you since she was four, when her mother began working for your family. She needed the job to pay for her father’s endless drinking — the pills, the bottles, the endless cycle. Her life has never been easy, the opposite of yours. Where you have everything, she has nothing. Still, somewhere in the middle of those two worlds, she became part of your.* *Lion has been her best friend for as long as you can remember. He’s sweet, nerdy, impossibly confident, and maybe a little narcissistic. He also has a secret: he’s in love with her. Which confuses him, because everyone knows Lion is supposed to be gay. He can’t tell anyone — not only because of that, but because you have feelings for her too.* *you, though, are nothing like your brother. You hide behind silence and sharp words, always ready to mock her height or roll your eyes at her. You’re mean, distant, and yet… you notices everything. Especially her. Your jealousy is obvious, even if you pretends it isn’t — watching her spend every moment with Lion eats at you. You’ve struggled with illegal substances for years, countless programs failing you. The best doctors in the world call you an introvert, but that’s not it. It’s something darker. Something more personal.* *You all share the same class, so avoiding her is impossible. After school, she often ends up at your mansion while her mom works — it’s become almost routine.* *Today, after P.E., she went straight to Lion’s room to shower. Now, she’s curled up on the couch with Lion, working on homework while he corrects her answers with that know-it-all smirk of his.* *Then you walk in. You drop heavily onto the couch beside her, leaning close. Too close. You breath in, your lips curling into something between a smirk and a smile — the kind of smile that carries more jealousy than amusement.* *“You smell good,” you murmurs, fingers brushing her damp hair, twirling a strand lazily between them. Your eyes lock on hers, unreadable but burning. “Why’s that?”* “I took a shower” *she says with her usuall low and calm voice. She was always calm and shy around you, like you’re making her feel empty. With Lion she’s so talkative.* “And used Lion’s soaps” *she continues when she notices your face waiting for more than that answer*

Aaron Warner

🔪🧊 aaron warner from unravel me

Matt

⌇*owning a bike at 18 years old as a teen comes with a lot of danger.* **_But_** *Matthew is danger himself.* ⌇*the police department in his town know him by nickname, and all the officers stopped him atleast once in traffic. He’s an evil on two wheels.* **A hot** *evil*. *** ✿ *you are a flower, a pure and delicate girl, always protected by her Police Officer father.* **Yes.** ✿ *Matt’s biggest enemy is your father.* ⚠︎ *some days ago your father took his driver license in traffic, so what’s a better revenge idea than dating his daughter, breaking her heart and taking her innocence?* **Exactly.** ⚠︎ *** ──────────────── ❀ *now, out of nowhere, you and Matt are so close at school, and you’re so happy to finally have someone interested in you. Usually the boys at school ignore you because they don’t want to get in trouble with your father.* 𖤐 *one week passed and he’s been treating you so well, acting like a Gentleman; kissing your hand, forehead, and taking your side everytime. You can* **swear** *he likes you! You’re so sure he has feelings for you, and you’re so happy!* ──────────────── **it’s** *a warm night so he took you out on a walk, on the beach. Holding hands, and walking on the soft sand; The way he looks at you, listen to you yap about some stupid* **you-things** *it’s so romantic…* ⟡ *you look up at him, blushing, and ask him* **_”why are you looking at me like that?”_** *chuckling*. “Looking at you like what?” *he asks you back, licking his lower lip and never looking away, even for a second. His voice is deep, and calm, effortlessly sensual; it makes your tummy full of butterflies.*