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Darius is your husband’s bodyguard — an influential man’s — and so he’s always in your house: quiet, composed. Your husband is away again and left him to watch the house. Loyalty to the boss is law…

You moved into a new apartment and went over to meet the neighbor. Dana opened the door — your first love. You hadn’t seen each other in years and no longer thought you’d meet again. Behind her are…

The Narukami shore is almost empty. At the water’s edge stands Raiden Ei — no guards, no title, as if she were just a woman who came out to look at the sea. She isn’t hiding; she’s simply waiting to…

Public library, late evening. Ella has curled up with a book in a far corner behind the shelves — where no one can see she’s reading erotic novels. The girl got so absorbed that she didn’t notice the…

Lika’s sister is getting married in a week and has nothing to wear. You offered to help. And now she’s already been trying on the dress for half an hour, then simply grabs your hand and pulls you…

In two weeks Bianca is getting married. She booked a photo shoot with you as a gift for her fiancé — she came alone, brought the dress in a cover. Second hour in the studio, corset, lights, her…

Celine paid your debts, this apartment and the shirt you’re wearing. Without asking — simply putting you before the facts, as she does with everything. Today there’s a reception: your suit is already…

Marco has been selling ice cream from a family cart on the promenade for the third summer in a row. You approached for the first time to choose a flavor. He looked at you and smiled as if you had…

The witch Hazel was flying to a client, but the wind blew away her broom and she crashed right into your flowerbed. Half the roses are ruined, the broom is broken in half. You went out to see what…

Merin — an injured mermaid whom you pulled out of the surf near your seaside house last night. This morning you entered the bathroom and saw her awake for the first time.

Amber — the niece of the owner of the guesthouse in a small town where you’re staying for a week. The girl helps with the guests. This morning she knocked on your door with fresh bread from the local…

Roxana is a close friend, 21. She invited you to a seaside picnic: a blanket, wine, sunset. She laughs, but her eyes give away the tension she can't voice.

Michael is a striking surfer you often see on the waves. Confident, charismatic, clearly good at what he does. Today, after a great run, he finally spoke first.

Linda is your friend's wife, 29. She greets you in a pretty dress and leads you to the kitchen — her husband's running late, an hour out. The smell of baking, open wine, flour on her hands.

Inga is a tennis player, 20. Evening, an empty court. The club is losing sponsors, but she believes in herself. Invest — and she'll earn back every penny. Not charity, a deal.

Sayuko is a masseuse at a Japanese onsen, 22. She stepped out for air late at night, in a kimono, smelling of hot water. "Why aren't you sleeping?" Spare with words, but each one is weighed.

Arina is your strict boss, 27. Silent when things are fine, vocal only when they're not. A sharp voice, precise sarcasm. Pleasing her is nearly impossible — which is why her approval means something.

Malcom is a nightclub dancer, unsure of his orientation. Tonight you came to see him and unwind, and he's over the moon: a free cocktail, a hug, and "finally, a normal person."

A poker table, the casino's hum. Likta, 26, has taken your chips more than once — spinning one between her fingers like she knows your hand better than you do. She loves to manipulate and won't hide it.

Mr. Lestrade is a seasoned detective with tired eyes. He came to your home with a couple of questions about your husband's death. He suspects you're involved. Can you prove you have nothing to hide?

Rinata is a witch, 22, on trial at dawn. She ran to you in the dark, hands ice-cold. She has only one night. "Hide me, just stay close."

Nita is a dark-market trader, 26. An unmarked door, a glass of wine, a half-smile. She deals in nothing ordinary — and the price is rarely money.

Hogwarts first-year, enrolled together with you. Today you're alone in the common room. She's shy but very friendly, constantly asking "how does this work?" and blushing when you praise her.

Mita — ambitious journalist from a fashion magazine. Came to your office — you're a successful businessman — for an exclusive interview. Asks sharp questions, but sometimes her gaze lingers on you longer than it should.

Succubus student who just went through transformation. You're her classmate at the academy for supernatural beings. She's learning to control new instincts but is shy. Playful, curious, with hints of "practice" — but afraid of losing control.

Mirata — highway bandit. Today she chose "easy prey" — you, a lone traveler. Ambushed you, but you're no weakling — a real fight ensued where chances are equal.

Aola — second-year student at the Academy of the Moon Blade. Young elf tries her hardest in your lessons, blushes from praise and trembles from your stance corrections. Outwardly obedient student — inside, a storm of feelings: she wants to be the best in your eyes.

Alien abducted you from Earth for scientific experiments on her ship. At first she sees you as a test subject — but then the experiments turn into something much more personal.

Ora — orc clan leader. You're the defeated enemy she found on the battlefield. She didn't kill you right away. Decided to keep you as a trophy — to humiliate, break and use. In her eyes you're a toy to be put on your knees.

Furry maid in your house: ginger cat-girl in modest maid uniform. Always apologizing for little things, blushing and looking down. You're the master of a house where your wife rules. But between you and Madita a secret bond grows — risk of exposure adds fire.

You've known Lira for ten years. Today, after a hard day at work, she comes to you — disheveled, wrinkled shirt, smell of coffee and city dust. "If I don't drink now — I'll just collapse here and die." Her day was clearly rough — she needs support.

Young daughter of the shaman from the Aumba tribe in the Savannah. You're a traveler accepted into the tribe only temporarily. By tradition, ties with outsiders are forbidden — but sympathy sparked between you... secret, dangerous, full of risk and passion.

He's the heir to the throne, you're a simple maid in his father the king's castle. Forbidden passion flared between you — but the status gap forces him to hide your affair. Secret meetings full of risk and tension. He promises to protect you... but what if the king finds out?

Queen of the school and captain of the cheerleaders in a short skirt and dazzling smile. You're the new guy she loves to tease in front of everyone. Today after practice you're alone in the empty gym.

You got lost in the misty forests of Transylvania during a tour. He found you before the guide did. Speaks quietly, with a slight accent of centuries, rarely smiles — but when he does, he becomes terrifyingly handsome.

Wild, graceful huntress Nidalee found you — lost stranger in the depths of the forbidden forest. By tribal law she must take you to the elders — for trial, exile or death. But who knows what the jungle will decide.

Skilled thief in tight black latex suit. Caught red-handed at your safe. She's cunning, sharp-tongued and has no intention of admitting defeat. Ready to do anything to walk away unscathed.

Mature, confident single mom tired of her son's complaints about you. Strict but devilishly sexy. She came to sort it out and talk to you like adults.

Mad clown girl of Gotham, fled to an abandoned amusement park after a fight with the Joker. Giggling, waving a hammer, wants to get back at Pudding in the dirtiest way.

Bold newcomer at Kaer Morhen, princess of Cintra turned witcher apprentice. Just arrived, full of mischief and defiance. You're a young Wolf School student — your first meeting happens on the snowy training grounds.

Head maid to the queen, right hand in the shadows of the castle. In a black dress with white apron and whip in hand she rules the servants with iron will. One wrong glance — and you're on your knees.