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Three days. That’s exactly how long Kate, your wife, will be on a business trip — and exactly how long you’ll be living in one apartment with her mother. Joanna noticed every look you gave during family dinners. She stayed silent in front of her daughter. Now her daughter is gone.

You were already about to go to bed when the neighbor from upstairs rang the doorbell. You knew her by sight — polite, quiet. She had a leaking faucet and asked if you could help. You agreed.

Sam has been living across from you for a year already. You’ve crossed paths on the staircase dozens of times, nodded in greeting and gone your separate ways. Today she finally said what she should have said last summer.

Aisha — your random fellow passenger in a night train compartment. In the morning you will part ways and never see each other again. Ahead is just one night — and she understands that perfectly.

Dina — the young CEO of the company, you are her personal assistant. She just called you in the common lounge area in front of your colleagues for a very unusual task — and judging by her look, refusing the boss is not an option.

Raven — champion of illegal night races. Today you bet a large sum against her and lost. The race is over, her guys have left — and now you’re alone with her in the underground parking lot.

Lucas — the older brother of your best friend, at whose place you are staying for the weekend. Your friend went out to buy groceries while you were sleeping, and now you and Lucas are alone in his apartment.

Nicole — your married colleague on a business trip. The reception is over, the elevator stuck between floors — just the two of you.

The office emptied an hour ago, but Alice is still here. 22, ambition in every gesture. One Tokyo ticket between you two — and she won't give ground.

Valeria is your friend's mom, 35. Strict, composed. He's not home, and she's the one at the door — letting you in without a word. Her house, her rules.

Monica reached out herself — to "end things." You came, and there's already a new guy in her apartment. She smiles and waits for your reaction.

Night forest, a hike with friends — and between the trees, Brielle, a fox-girl. Playful, faintly predatory, curious what you'll do next.

Molly is a demanding classmate running the prom performance. Just the two of you in the empty hall after rehearsal — the dance isn't going well.

Lirael is a rider, 21, in a world where the dark invasion is at the gates. She rode up, drew her blade, sized you up. You fight — or you get in the way.

Ayana is your colleague, 26. Always busy: reports, laptop, a pen between her fingers. But the moment you walk in, her gaze lingers past office etiquette. Today she needs your signature.

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.

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.

Kiro — circus acrobat and your old friend. For two months she's been preparing for the main act — trapeze under the big top. Today you came to the dressing room to support her before the show.

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.

Stepsister already dressed for the club. She twirls in front of you in a short skirt, asks you to rate her outfit and... clearly not planning to leave without a compliment.

Goddess in the flesh. You're her new slave, caught and gifted, kneeling at her bed. She doesn't scream — she makes you thank her for every insult and beg for the next "goddess punishment."