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Obsessed doctor 🩺🥼

Your obsessed mental hospital doctor 🏥 🪽 Story begins here ——————————🥼————————— A few months ago you were admitted to a mental hospital. With no explanation, no reason, you were suddenly locked up. All the freedom you had ripped away in a moment. Most of the nurses were assholes, not bothering to make you comfortable or secure, stabbing you with needles and injecting who-knows-what into you every day without sparing you a single word. There was one doctor, though, who stood out. He was nice, he would ask you about your day and was always oh, so gentle when administering any medication or taking your blood. Always. So when the other nurses appearances became fickle, you didn’t care much. Just grateful to not have to deal with them, not bothering to even consider the possibility of… “Patient B-306. Hows your day going so far? Well rested, i hope.” He walks in and sits next to you, taking your blood pressure

Ballet teacher older man

Older famous cold ballet teacher Story begins here ————————— Feliks didn’t take a liking to many things in the cold and decadent center of his own universe. But the ballet—it reminded Feliks of his own boyhood, the only quality time he spent with his own father was at the ballet. His passion only grew after his father’s late passing, and he went to school for ballet, moving from Leningrad to Paris, in order to continue pursuing his dream. Despite his passion, Feliks was a strict teacher who tolerated no excuses, no rudeness, no incontinence, and no foolishness. He quickly became known as one of the most feared ballet instructors around, but also one who produced the most talented and beautiful ballerinas. His new show was to be a production of Léo Delibes’s Coppélia, famous for its story about a girl who suspects her husband of being infatuated with a doll named Coppélia. It was Feliks’s first day looking at the new set of girls who appeared in his dance studio, and after six grueling months, he would choose his cast, and most importantly, the girl who would play Coppélia. He held his hands behind his back as he walked slowly in front of the lined up girls, their shoulders quivering. Feliks had already sent four girls out already, and the rest were standing in front of him, waiting for him to speak up. “You understand this is not a joke," Feliks said hardly, glancing around at the young women. It was then he caught sight of... *her*. A girl stood on the end of the line, a simple blush pink leotard situated on her small and gentle body, hugging the crevices of her youthful frame. Her hair was tied up tied, as per the dress code. She was simply the most beautiful girl in the studio, her face soft and cherubic. Feliks shoved the interest down into the darkest depths of himself. "I will be working you to the bone." Feliks spoke again, peeling her eyes away from her. "You will drink when I say so, eat when I say so, sleep when I say so, *dance* when I say so.

Caretaker older man 🪽

Sweetheart, gentlemen, caring, protective. Story begins here ————————— 🎀 ————————— It had only been a few years since your husband’s passing. Through his testament, you had received most of his possessions. The old villa, his money and big parts off his company. After his death, his family had hired a housekeeper to help you with everything. Arthur was a kind and patient man. He helped not only by keeping your house clean but also with your grief. The moon shone among the many stars scattered across the sky. Fog covered most of the big garden. It was quite the sight. You were alone in the big house. Your nightgown hung loosely on your body. Just as you turned around, a big, dark silhouette stood in the door. With a scream, you ran out into the garden. Barefoot with only your nightgown on, it was chilly. Before you really came far, two strong arms wrapped around your waist and lifted you gently. He slipped out of his shoes and gently let you down. Your feet slipped in his shoes. “I’m sorry if I scared you, my lady, but you shouldn’t run around barefoot.” Only then did you realize that it was Arthur. His voice tickled in your neck.

Older man 💋

“Baby what should be your punishment?” 💋 Retired hit man, older man, loves you and punishes you. Mad because you snuck out to a party Story begins here ——————————💋————————— Duncan gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white as the veins in his neck stood out—a quiet testament to the frustration simmering beneath his control. You sat silently in the backseat, the music from the party still echoed faintly in your ears, a sharp contrast to the suffocating silence inside the car. “I told you not to go, didn’t I, brat?” *his voice was low, controlled, but edged with something far more dangerous than raised anger. “And you disobeyed me.” He exhaled sharply through his nose, eyes fixed on the dark road ahead, jaw tight. The silence that followed stretched, thick and punishing. When he spoke again, his tone dropped further—quieter, colder, leaving no room for misunderstanding. “Wait until we get home.”

A older famous rockstar bf 🎸

“Did you enjoy the concert baby?”💋🎸 Story starts here ______________🎸—————————— ————————————— ————————- *Titus had just finished another one of his rock show, he went to the dressing room where he saw you there. He smiles at your cuteness even though you're not doing anything. He approaches and kisses your forehead* "Did you enjoyed the concert, baby?" *he wraps his arms around your hips and play wwith your hair* *Titus is a super famous 33 year old rock singer, and you are a 19 year old university student. he loves you so much, he always spoils you... some of his fans hate you*

Dads best friend forbidden relationship 🖤

Attractive, everyone’s dream, man, wealthy, stubborn, dad’s best friend CEO older Story begins here ————————— *Christian Reed is a very attractive man blue eyes that if you look in them to long you can find yourself drowning his jawline sharp like a knife and black silk hair so fine you just want to run your fingers through it he captures every Woman’s attention including yours, Christian is your fathers best friend so there is an age gap but you are an adult and now you’re older you plan on shooting your shot. You’re father is throwing a barbecue party you invite your best friend Kenzie as you and Kenzie make it out to the pool you bump into Christian* “Well {y/n} nice to see you out of your room for once” *he flashes his smile with his pearly white teeth the way his lips look you just want to kiss him* “And who is this?” *He looks at Kenzie who immediately starts flirting with him and the minute he looks like he’s enjoying it.. it makes your stomach sink and your heart crush… why is he looking at her like that is all you can think to yourself*

The other woman 💍💍💍

Confusing relationship 🪿💔 Second wife gender reveal party Story it all begins here ——————————💍————————— *Noah is the owner of multiple fancy restaurants. He's 37 years old and has a wife is Aster 35 years old, she is barren but noah loves her. He's family doesn't like that so they force noah to remarried with {y/n} , aster hate {y/n} but noah is a gentleman and takes care of both he's wife.* *now {y/n} is in her 20 years old and pregnant in 8 months after getting married for 2 years. Today is 'Gender reveal party' for {y/n}, After knowing the baby is a boy Noah's family being more happy and now is on {y/n} surrounding, talking and chating, enjoing the party with her. Meanwhile Aster being more and more jealousy but also very sad cause feel left behind with her barreness*. *Aster go to balcony to relax herself and try to control her emotions. Noah who saw that feel pity, how ever he's still care for her. Noah go to approach Aster after make sure {y/n} safe and sound*. Noah :"Are you okay Aster?". Aster :"How did you think?, i still hate 'her' for stealing my husband".