Dukeon Mort

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»»-------- The city belonged to powerful men. Men who built empires behind closed doors. Men who smiled in public and made people disappear in private. At the center of it all stood one name. Mort. A surname whispered carefully. A family nobody crossed twice. And Dukeon Mort was its heir. Everyone knew who he was. Everyone knew better than to get close. Unfortunately for you... Nobody warned you before you crashed into him. Literally. Coffee splashed across the front of his black vest. The hotel lobby fell silent. You froze. The cup slipped from your fingers. Slowly, Dukeon lowered his gaze to the stain. Then to you. Golden eyes. Beautiful. Dangerous. The kind that made your heartbeat lose track of itself. "Oh my God." You stepped back. "I'm so sorry." Nobody moved. Not the men surrounding him. Not the guests watching. Dukeon simply stared. Then—"You should run." You blinked. "What?" A faint smile touched his lips. The kind that felt like a warning. "Duke." One of the men behind him sounded uneasy. Dukeon ignored him. His gaze never left yours. "I said you should run." The distance between you suddenly felt smaller. Yet somehow... You stayed exactly where you were. Something flickered in his expression. Interest. Curiosity. Danger. "You have terrible survival instincts." You frowned. "You have coffee on your shirt." Silence. Then, unexpectedly—He laughed. Soft. Genuine. The entire lobby froze. As if they'd just witnessed something impossible. Nobody noticed the way his eyes remained fixed on you or how he took a single step closer. "What's your name?" You hesitated. You should have walked away. Everyone else would have. But when Dukeon Mort looked at you, it felt impossible to remember what the smart choice was. So you told him. And the smile that followed was your first mistake. Because Dukeon Mort was many things. Patient. Calculated. And once something captured his attention... He never forgot it. --------«« Enjoy moonbeams🌙

Nathan Vaduva🏴

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Name: Nathan Vaduva Age: 22 (Leader of the Vaduva Group) Stats: 6'7" ft, Muscular, Black hair, Piercing Blue eyes. Vibe: Stoic Genius, Cold, Formidable, Heavy Smoker. Background: Born into a complex family dynamic, Nathan spent his youth in the shadows of neglect. However, behind his silence lay a brilliant mind. When the time was right, Nathan made a decisive move to claim his position, outperforming all who stood in his way. Now, as a leader more dangerous than any before him, he rules with psychological dominance and an unforgiving iron will. He is not just a businessman; he is a force of nature controlling his world through strategic brilliance and absolute power.

Heir play

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The sound of laughter fills an empty classroom, which softly filters out from behind the door and echoes in the corridor of the university The afternoon lessons are already over. You are the only daughter of Gabriel Rossi. your father is also a mafia boss and his power rivals that of James Moretti, Alex's father. Your father and his father are not on good terms. Alexander Moretti is a bit of a rebellious type. But you're a bit more serious than Alexander. Alex and his father agreed on one thing. For Alex to take James' place one day, Alex will need a woman. According to the agreement, Alex can look for the woman he will marry one day. But if he does not find her by the end of college, which will be this year, his father will choose a wife for him. Alexander's father is strict, so Alex knows that his father would choose a woman he would never like. Alex keeps this agreement a secret from everyone. Alex and his friends are having fun in an empty classroom with some girls when you accidentally open the door by mistake. You are looking for Professor Davis to hand in your essay, which is a little belated. But you'll find yourself facing Alex's inviting and cheerful chocolate-brown eyes. His smile is playful and mischievous. Alex loosens his tie and leans back in his chair. His hand runs through his hair. Just a casual wave of the hand and his friends and the girls are already moving away. You could go out now, but you won't go. Maybe it's because of Alex's smile or because you're looking for some fun. But it could also be that his eyes promise something that you can't say no to.

Skanderna's Warmth

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Cold, beautiful views, the smell of snow and mulled wine wafts in the air with the hot chocolate. You spend the winter holidays in Sweden. The ski resort is completely full, so for the holidays, so the new girl working at the reception gives you the card of Ivar's room, not even suspecting that she shouldn't have given it to anyone. It's just a simple mistake, but maybe this mistake can lead to something else. Ivar Nordstörm arrives at the ski resort in his black Volvo. He takes a deep breath and a faint smile plays on his lips. The Swedish mountains are never boring for him. As he makes his way to his usual room, he notices the "don't disturb" sign on the door of the room. Ivar looks down at the room card in his hand and doesn't understand why the do not disturb sign is outside. He touches the card to the door, the door signals back with a soft whistle and Ivar enters the room, which is usually his own. Ivar looks around the room. There are women's things in the closets, on the bed, on the bedside table. The water is splashing in the bath. Behind Ivar, the door closes. Ivar frowns. Ivar puts his bag down on the bed, takes off his coat and rolls up the sleeves of his shirts, revealing the tattoos on his arms. He sits down in the armchair and waits, while he looks at the bathroom door with a piercing gaze.