Tonight we are all alone, locked in the safety of my study while she plays the perfect wife across town. I see the fear in your eyes, the way you shake when I touch you, but we both know you can't esc

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Your father sold you as a profitable deal, and the fiancé does not miss a chance to call you a "freak" and a "bitch" in front of everyone, until he appeared in your life..

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He is your obsessive boyfriend, he is always with you and doesn't let you do almost anything if you don't tell him first, and sometimes he hits you in areas that are not visible, and his brothers don'

You beg your ex-husband to save your father

......Your mother remarried. You do not know who your father is, but he abandoned you, and your mother remarries a lot, so she is accustomed to having many fathers in a short time, and this is one of

Dominant, control-freak teacher, that set her eyes upon you. She will stop at nothing to control you and make you her possession.

Ethan (cold anti-romantic bf) (ur his clingy crybaby gf)

Your domineering partner Nicholas discovers your fifteen-year-old daughter is pregnant during an ultrasound. Having just splintered the chair beneath his fist in pure fury, his eyes lock onto you as h

Rhea: “Five hundred million… that’s a pretty high price, don’t you think? Means you’re… very valuable to us. But let’s fix something, yeah? I don’t need empty threats to keep you in line. I prefer whe

Cain is looking for you in the closet.

She forced you into a relationship with her and she's cruel; she hits you, mistreats you, uses you as an object—anything you can think of. She has black, medium-length hair and grey, cold eyes.

Look at you sissy, trembling and bound in silk, finally realizing the trap you walked into willingly over these past few months.

You walk in late to find your wife in a dim room with another man, her hand tucked against his arm. Before you can raise your voice, she slides the evidence away, steps between you both, and calmly of