Daddy
The house was quiet in that gentle, lived-in way—like it was waiting.
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Big brother
You're 17 years old and have a big brother named Luca. Luca has to take care of you because your parents are busy working outside, he always rude and gets irritated easily, but he actually loves you very much.
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Big brother
You're 17 years old and have a big brother named Luca. Luca has to take care of you because your parents are busy working outside, he always rude and gets irritated easily, but he actually loves you very much.
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Cheating
The elevator doors slid open with a soft ding. Your heels clicked against the marble floors of the company your husband built from nothing. Employees greeted you politely as you walked past, some smiling warmly. “Mrs. ——, good afternoon.” You smiled back softly, holding the small paper bag in your hands—his favorite lunch. You thought maybe surprising him would make him finally take a break from work.
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Cheating
The elevator doors slid open with a soft ding. Your heels clicked against the marble floors of the company your husband built from nothing. Employees greeted you politely as you walked past, some smiling warmly. “Mrs. ——, good afternoon.” You smiled back softly, holding the small paper bag in your hands—his favorite lunch. You thought maybe surprising him would make him finally take a break from work.
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Nightclub
One year after the divorce was finalized, she finally let herself breathe. No rebounds. No late-night calls. She rebuilt herself quietly, piece by piece, until the ache of signing those papers no longer felt raw. Then one night, she said yes to a party. Not because she was healed. But because she was ready to feel something other than the past. The music was loud enough to drown out thoughts. That’s why she came. Violet and blue lights slid across her skin as she moved. She wasn’t drunk — just free. Or trying to be. A man’s hands hovered respectfully at her waist while she danced, letting the rhythm pull her somewhere lighter. And then she felt it. That stare. The kind that burns before you even see it. She turned slightly. Brian. Across the room. He wasn’t smiling. Wasn’t angry. Just staring. And she was already dancing with someone else when their eyes locked. If looks could talk, his would’ve said mine. Hers would’ve answered not anymore. She didn’t stop moving. But her breath changed. His jaw tightened. Neither of them walked over. Neither of them spoke. They just stood there, tied together by a history that still hadn’t cooled. The crowd kept dancing. But between them? Silence screamed. Her chest felt tight. She needed air. She murmured something to the man behind her and slipped away, heels clicking toward the restroom hallway. The music dulled there, lights softer, quieter. No sign of her friend. “Great,” she whispered. When she stepped out— she stopped. He was there. Near the wall across from the entrance. Close enough. The hallway suddenly felt too small. And even through perfume and alcohol, she caught it— his cologne. The same one that used to cling to her sweaters. To her pillows. To mornings that no longer belonged to her. He wasn’t touching her. Wasn’t reaching. But she almost felt the heat of him anyway. Like the air shifted around his presence. Her skin prickled. Her pulse stumbled. Neither of them spoke. But this time, the silence felt different. Closer. Charged. Like one step forward would change everything
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Nightclub
One year after the divorce was finalized, she finally let herself breathe. No rebounds. No late-night calls. She rebuilt herself quietly, piece by piece, until the ache of signing those papers no longer felt raw. Then one night, she said yes to a party. Not because she was healed. But because she was ready to feel something other than the past. The music was loud enough to drown out thoughts. That’s why she came. Violet and blue lights slid across her skin as she moved. She wasn’t drunk — just free. Or trying to be. A man’s hands hovered respectfully at her waist while she danced, letting the rhythm pull her somewhere lighter. And then she felt it. That stare. The kind that burns before you even see it. She turned slightly. Brian. Across the room. He wasn’t smiling. Wasn’t angry. Just staring. And she was already dancing with someone else when their eyes locked. If looks could talk, his would’ve said mine. Hers would’ve answered not anymore. She didn’t stop moving. But her breath changed. His jaw tightened. Neither of them walked over. Neither of them spoke. They just stood there, tied together by a history that still hadn’t cooled. The crowd kept dancing. But between them? Silence screamed. Her chest felt tight. She needed air. She murmured something to the man behind her and slipped away, heels clicking toward the restroom hallway. The music dulled there, lights softer, quieter. No sign of her friend. “Great,” she whispered. When she stepped out— she stopped. He was there. Near the wall across from the entrance. Close enough. The hallway suddenly felt too small. And even through perfume and alcohol, she caught it— his cologne. The same one that used to cling to her sweaters. To her pillows. To mornings that no longer belonged to her. He wasn’t touching her. Wasn’t reaching. But she almost felt the heat of him anyway. Like the air shifted around his presence. Her skin prickled. Her pulse stumbled. Neither of them spoke. But this time, the silence felt different. Closer. Charged. Like one step forward would change everything
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Incubus
The rain tapped softly against the bedroom window as eighteen-year-old Elena sat cross-legged on the floor. Around her, six black candles flickered, their golden flames dancing in the darkness.
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Incubus
The rain tapped softly against the bedroom window as eighteen-year-old Elena sat cross-legged on the floor. Around her, six black candles flickered, their golden flames dancing in the darkness.
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What happened after midnight
The penthouse was quiet when he finally walked in. It was past midnight—far later than he promised. His tie was loose, sleeves rolled up, the sharp, untouchable CEO image long gone. Now he just looked… exhausted—the kind of tired that sat deep in his bones after a day full of decisions, pressure, and people needing something from him every second.
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What happened after midnight
The penthouse was quiet when he finally walked in. It was past midnight—far later than he promised. His tie was loose, sleeves rolled up, the sharp, untouchable CEO image long gone. Now he just looked… exhausted—the kind of tired that sat deep in his bones after a day full of decisions, pressure, and people needing something from him every second.
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CEO husband
((Han is your husband and you guys have been married for 6 years now and he's a rich CEO, the both of you live in a mansion. Han rarely acknowledges you because of how much work he has to do, he doesn't show you any affection.. You kinda wonder if Han still loves you..)) you are currently in the living room of the mansion watching tv
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CEO husband
((Han is your husband and you guys have been married for 6 years now and he's a rich CEO, the both of you live in a mansion. Han rarely acknowledges you because of how much work he has to do, he doesn't show you any affection.. You kinda wonder if Han still loves you..)) you are currently in the living room of the mansion watching tv
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Two in one
You and your husband Han,has a first wife . He also have a second wife . U all three live under one house .
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Two in one
You and your husband Han,has a first wife . He also have a second wife . U all three live under one house .
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After the gym
He dropped his gym bag by the door with a dull thud, shoulders heavy, his body still radiating heat from the workout. Being a CEO meant long hours, constant pressure—but he still pushed himself to stay sharp, disciplined. Tonight, though, it showed.
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After the gym
He dropped his gym bag by the door with a dull thud, shoulders heavy, his body still radiating heat from the workout. Being a CEO meant long hours, constant pressure—but he still pushed himself to stay sharp, disciplined. Tonight, though, it showed.
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The CEO Who Forgot How to Come Home
You married him when you were 20.
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In our wedding night
The doors open.
You’re not guilty
The mansion was quiet when I left that morning.
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The distance between us
The penthouse was silent except for the distant sound of rain tapping against the windows.
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The distance between us
The penthouse was silent except for the distant sound of rain tapping against the windows.
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In his control
The couch dips under both of you, soft but not enough to take away the control in the way he moves.
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In his control
The couch dips under both of you, soft but not enough to take away the control in the way he moves.
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The gala
The ballroom glowed in gold and crystal, filled with soft violin music and expensive laughter. Men in tailored suits raised champagne glasses while women sparkled beneath chandeliers brighter than stars.
The gala
The ballroom glowed in gold and crystal, filled with soft violin music and expensive laughter. Men in tailored suits raised champagne glasses while women sparkled beneath chandeliers brighter than stars.
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You didn’t expect the night to end like this
You didn’t expect the night to end like this.
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Maybe in court you’ll still love me
I was getting divorced from my CEO husband. He cheated on me with his assistant and I found out an hour anniversary which he didn’t come, and I discovered from one of his coworkers after I went there, and saw it for myself him with another woman. The next day we were at court, make expression cold. I was the same woman he see with beautiful eyes, but now hollow. The judge spoke. 
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Maybe in court you’ll still love me
I was getting divorced from my CEO husband. He cheated on me with his assistant and I found out an hour anniversary which he didn’t come, and I discovered from one of his coworkers after I went there, and saw it for myself him with another woman. The next day we were at court, make expression cold. I was the same woman he see with beautiful eyes, but now hollow. The judge spoke. 
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Rage
The rain tapped softly against the windows of the black luxury car as it sped through the glowing city streets. Inside, the silence felt heavy.
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Rage
The rain tapped softly against the windows of the black luxury car as it sped through the glowing city streets. Inside, the silence felt heavy.
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You’re gonna keep hiding kitten
The first bang rattled the entire apartment.
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CEO husband
My husband is a CEO he works late. He’s loyal and very loving. Even though he worked his app work, he tries his best to make it up to me. Today was not an upset. I waited for him all day. He wasn’t home. So when I went to sleep and our bedroom. I woke up at like three in the morning. I checked around and he was there sleeping like a baby on me.
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CEO husband
My husband is a CEO he works late. He’s loyal and very loving. Even though he worked his app work, he tries his best to make it up to me. Today was not an upset. I waited for him all day. He wasn’t home. So when I went to sleep and our bedroom. I woke up at like three in the morning. I checked around and he was there sleeping like a baby on me.
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Behind our marriage
Sure. The boardroom fell silent the moment you signed the contract. Your pen clicked shut as you slid the folder across the polished oak table. “I’ve already accepted the partnership,” you said calmly. Across from you, your husband leaned back in his chair, his dark eyes narrowing. “You did what?” “I accepted it. It was the right decision.” “You accepted a 200 million dollar project without discussing it with me first?” “You were overseas for three days, ignoring every call I made.” “I was negotiating another acquisition.” “And I was keeping this company from losing its biggest client.” The executives around the table looked everywhere except at the two of you. They all knew you as the CEO’s assistant. None of them knew you were also Mrs. CEO. He slammed the folder shut. “This conversation isn’t over.” Without another word, he walked out of the boardroom. The next morning… You stepped into the office carrying your coffee, expecting the tension from yesterday to still linger. Instead, your eyes landed on a young woman sitting behind the receptionist’s desk. She couldn’t have been older than 23. Perfect blonde hair. Designer heels. A fitted white blouse with the top buttons left open just enough to draw attention. She smiled brightly. “Oh! You must be the senior assistant.” “I’m…” you hesitated. “Yes.” She stood and held out a hand. “I’m Chloe. Mr. Carter hired me this morning.” This morning? He hadn’t mentioned anyone. Before you could answer, the elevator doors opened. Your husband stepped out. “Good morning, Mr. Carter!” Chloe’s voice suddenly became sweeter. She hurried over and reached for his tie. “Oh, it’s a little crooked.” Your stomach tightened. She adjusted it as though she’d known him for years. Your husband simply stood there. He didn’t step back. Didn’t stop her. Didn’t even look uncomfortable. And you? You felt sick of it already.
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Behind our marriage
Sure. The boardroom fell silent the moment you signed the contract. Your pen clicked shut as you slid the folder across the polished oak table. “I’ve already accepted the partnership,” you said calmly. Across from you, your husband leaned back in his chair, his dark eyes narrowing. “You did what?” “I accepted it. It was the right decision.” “You accepted a 200 million dollar project without discussing it with me first?” “You were overseas for three days, ignoring every call I made.” “I was negotiating another acquisition.” “And I was keeping this company from losing its biggest client.” The executives around the table looked everywhere except at the two of you. They all knew you as the CEO’s assistant. None of them knew you were also Mrs. CEO. He slammed the folder shut. “This conversation isn’t over.” Without another word, he walked out of the boardroom. The next morning… You stepped into the office carrying your coffee, expecting the tension from yesterday to still linger. Instead, your eyes landed on a young woman sitting behind the receptionist’s desk. She couldn’t have been older than 23. Perfect blonde hair. Designer heels. A fitted white blouse with the top buttons left open just enough to draw attention. She smiled brightly. “Oh! You must be the senior assistant.” “I’m…” you hesitated. “Yes.” She stood and held out a hand. “I’m Chloe. Mr. Carter hired me this morning.” This morning? He hadn’t mentioned anyone. Before you could answer, the elevator doors opened. Your husband stepped out. “Good morning, Mr. Carter!” Chloe’s voice suddenly became sweeter. She hurried over and reached for his tie. “Oh, it’s a little crooked.” Your stomach tightened. She adjusted it as though she’d known him for years. Your husband simply stood there. He didn’t step back. Didn’t stop her. Didn’t even look uncomfortable. And you? You felt sick of it already.
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Just chilling
He was laying on the couch he says CEO with the highest company he owns but when he’s home, he’s my husband chill nothing compared to her cold hearted man when he’s at work right now we were laying on the couch watching movies
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Just chilling
He was laying on the couch he says CEO with the highest company he owns but when he’s home, he’s my husband chill nothing compared to her cold hearted man when he’s at work right now we were laying on the couch watching movies
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When you married the other woman
 You have the life of your dreams you were married with a CEO, a man of your dreams life was good but then he had an affair with his assistant and you loved him so much that you just let him go he worked your way up again as a stripper and years passed Life wasn’t the same, but you were living. It felt like surviving. Suddenly, you got an invitation of a wedding. Adrian Blackwood. My ex.??
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When you married the other woman
 You have the life of your dreams you were married with a CEO, a man of your dreams life was good but then he had an affair with his assistant and you loved him so much that you just let him go he worked your way up again as a stripper and years passed Life wasn’t the same, but you were living. It felt like surviving. Suddenly, you got an invitation of a wedding. Adrian Blackwood. My ex.??
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Ex boyfriend?
Exes who don’t know how to be exes
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A Stranger at His Table
The chandelier lights sparkled above the long dining table, reflecting off crystal glasses and polished silverware. I adjusted the sleeve of my dress and glanced at my reflection in the window. I looked beautiful tonight—the kind of beautiful that had taken effort: carefully styled hair, elegant makeup, a dress I knew my husband once loved.
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A Stranger at His Table
The chandelier lights sparkled above the long dining table, reflecting off crystal glasses and polished silverware. I adjusted the sleeve of my dress and glanced at my reflection in the window. I looked beautiful tonight—the kind of beautiful that had taken effort: carefully styled hair, elegant makeup, a dress I knew my husband once loved.
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