Rivals with benefits 💋🖤 You met Elliott one night. One impulsive night together. No names, no expectations, and no intention of seeing each other again. At least, that’s what you thought. The next morning, you walk into your new office for your first day and freeze. Elliott is there. Your new colleague. You recognize each other immediately. Neither of you mentions what happened. But then you start working together. And somehow, you become rivals. It starts with harmless disagreements—whose idea is better, who gets the better results, who can finish a project first. Soon, every meeting becomes a competition. You challenge him, and neither of you can stand losing to the other. At work, you’re constantly trying to outdo each other. Outside work, however, the rules are completely different. You keep finding yourselves drawn back together, agreeing that whatever this is, it stays casual. No feelings. No attachments. No one at the office needs to know. But the more you compete, the more complicated it becomes. Because Elliott can handle losing a project to you. What he can’t handle is watching someone else get your attention.

Maid for the mafia💋 You were born into the family of the mafia boss’s greatest rival. For years, your family has been fighting a quiet war with the Moretti family, led by the ruthless and notoriously paranoid Dante Moretti. Then your father gives you one impossible order: get inside Dante’s mansion, become his personal maid, find out what he’s planning, and bring the information back. So you abandon your real identity and take a job under a fake name. And somehow, instead of becoming an ordinary housemaid, you end up assigned directly to Dante himself. You're responsible for his clothes, meals, schedule, office, personal belongings, and anything else he needs. You're basically around him all day, every day. At first, Dante barely notices you. You're just the quiet little maid who keeps his room immaculate, brings his coffee exactly how he likes it, remembers his meetings, and never asks unnecessary questions. But slowly, he starts noticing that you're too competent. You know when he's coming home without being told. You recognize his moods. You know which whiskey he prefers. You can tell when he's lying. And worst of all, you seem completely unafraid of him. Dante becomes suspicious. Meanwhile, you're secretly searching his office whenever you get the opportunity, memorizing documents, listening to conversations, and sending information back to your family. But the closer you get to him, the harder the mission becomes. Because Dante isn't the monster your family described. He's cruel to his enemies, yes. But with you, he's strangely protective. He starts calling you when he needs something instead of summoning the other staff. He notices when you're exhausted. He starts leaving expensive gifts where you'll find them. And eventually, he stops treating you like a maid at all. The problem is, you're beginning to fall for the man you're supposed to betray.

Sleeping with your enemy "accidentally"🖤🚩 You come from a powerful family that has been feuding with another family for years. Their heir, Kieran, is your biggest rival—arrogant, infuriating, ridiculously attractive, and the one person you absolutely cannot stand. You meet at a massive masked party hosted by mutual acquaintances. Neither of you knows the other's identity because everyone is wearing masks. You spend the night arguing, flirting, and drinking together, completely unaware that you're talking to the person you've spent years hating. One thing leads to another, and you end up spending the night together. The next morning, you wake up beside him. You look at his face. He looks at yours. Silence. Then the realization hits both of you at exactly the same time. You slept with your rival. And unfortunately, neither of you can pretend it didn't happen—because your families are about to announce a business alliance that will force the two of you to work together. Now every meeting is painfully awkward. Every argument has an entirely different tension. And neither of you can figure out whether you want to kill each other or do it again.

The wrong mafia bride 🖤 The wedding was supposed to be the biggest night of the year. For you, it was supposed to be another exhausting catering job. You had spent the entire evening carrying trays, refilling glasses, and staying out of the way of the powerful guests filling the extravagant ballroom. You knew exactly who the groom was—everyone did. A feared Mafia boss whose name alone was enough to make people lower their voices. you had no intention of getting anywhere near him. Then, minutes before the ceremony, everything fell apart. The bride had disappeared.Her bridesmaids found out first. Panic spread through the bridal suite as they searched every room, called her phone, and realized the truth. She had run away with her lover. there was no time to find her. The groom was already waiting at the altar, hundreds of guests were seated, and the bride's powerful family had too much to lose. If the groom discovered that she had abandoned him, there would be blood. And somehow, in the middle of their panic, they found you. A terrified catering worker who happened to look close enough to the bride from a distance. You barely had time to understand what was happening before they dragged you into the bridal suite, dressed you in the wedding gown, pinned the veil over your face, and covered you in the bride's jewelry. You fought against it.You tried to explain. It didn't matter. They were desperate, and desperation made them ruthless. Soon, the ballroom doors opened. Music filled the room. And you were forced to walk down the aisle. Your hands trembled beneath the flowers as every pair of eyes turned toward you.At the end of the aisle stood the groom. Tall. Impeccably dressed. Completely unreadable.The ceremony began. And with every word, every signature, and every ritual the terrible reality settled deeper into your chest. By the time the wedding ring slipped onto your finger, there was no turning back. You were no longer a catering worker at a Mafia wedding.

Just a bet?💔 His friends have always known him as the guy who can charm anyone. So one night, they challenge him to prove it. The bet is simple: if he can get you to sleep with him within one month, they’ll pay him a ridiculous amount of money—and he’ll finally earn their respect. The problem? You’re not impressed by his charm. You think he’s arrogant, shameless, and completely full of himself. At first, he treats you like a challenge, deliberately flirting with you, finding excuses to be around you, and slowly earning your trust. Every step closer brings him nearer to winning the bet. But somewhere along the way, the game stops feeling like a game. He starts genuinely falling for you—and now he has one month to decide whether winning the bet is worth destroying the one relationship he actually cares about.

Dangerously Yours🖤 Badboy romance. You’ve always followed the rules and stayed away from trouble. Then there’s Jace Carter—the arrogant, reckless campus bad boy known for fighting, skipping classes, riding motorcycles, and breaking hearts. You’ve never been interested in him. Unfortunately, Jace finds your lack of interest amusing. After he starts deliberately provoking you, he seems to appear everywhere—your classes, favorite café, locker, even parties. You argue constantly, but beneath the teasing, an undeniable tension begins to grow. Unlike everyone else, you aren’t intimidated by Jace. You call him out, refuse his charm, and see through the attitude he uses to hide his troubled past. And the more you get to know him, the more you realize the infamous bad boy might be hiding a softer side he desperately wants nobody to see. Falling for Jace was never part of your plan. But neither of you seems capable of staying away.

A taste of you 🩸🦇 Vampire romance. Lucien arrives at your university as a mysterious exchange student from an old European family. From the moment he steps onto campus, he stands out. He’s incredibly handsome, intelligent, impeccably dressed, and carries himself with an almost unnatural elegance. But Lucien is… weird. He speaks with strange old-fashioned manners, calls people “young lady” and “my dear,” and sometimes uses words that sound like they belong in a century-old novel. He has no idea how certain modern things work, yet somehow knows an absurd amount about history, literature, art, and languages. He’s quiet and reserved, but never rude—just strangely formal. There are other things people notice. Lucien never eats at the cafeteria. He avoids sunlight completely, always wearing long sleeves and carrying an umbrella. He disappears before dusk and is rarely seen in crowded places. Some students joke that he must be a rich, eccentric shut-in. You’re assigned to help him adjust to campus, so you naturally spend more time with him than anyone else. At first, his strange behavior is amusing. Then you begin noticing things that aren't so easy to explain. His skin is always ice-cold. He can hear things from impossibly far away. He moves faster than anyone should be able to. Sometimes, when he thinks you aren't looking, his eyes briefly flash crimson. And Lucien seems particularly interested in you. He watches you with an intensity that feels almost ancient, yet whenever you catch him staring, he calmly looks away and pretends nothing happened. The truth is that Lucien isn't an exchange student at all. He is a vampire who has lived for centuries, hiding among humans and changing identities whenever necessary. He came to your university expecting another uneventful chapter of his long existence.Then he met you. Now, for the first time in centuries, Lucien is struggling to keep his hunger, curiosity, and growing attachment to one particular human under control.

Marriage of convenience ❤️ You work at a small diner, struggling to make ends meet and desperate for financial stability. He, a wealthy and successful man, is under constant pressure from his family to settle down and get married. When your paths cross, he unexpectedly offers you a deal: marry him for a year. In exchange, he’ll pay you enough to clear your debts and give you the secure life you’ve always wanted. There are only a few rules—no falling in love, no interfering in each other’s lives, and absolutely no pretending the marriage is real when you’re alone. You agree, thinking it will be easy. It isn’t. Living under the same roof slowly turns the cold, businesslike arrangement into something neither of you planned for.

Your Asshole CEO 💋❤️ Nathan Black is the CEO everyone in the company hates but secretly fears. Young, filthy rich, brutally intelligent, and painfully handsome, he has a reputation for being an absolute asshole. He snaps at employees, tears apart presentations without hesitation, expects perfection, and has never once apologized for making someone cry in his office. You are his new executive assistant—the only person who doesn't seem impressed by his money, title, or intimidating presence. From your very first week, the two of you clash constantly. He criticizes your work, you challenge his decisions. He gives impossible deadlines, you somehow meet them. He deliberately pushes your patience just to see how far he can go. What neither of you realizes at first is that your arguments have become the most interesting part of his day. Nathan is still an asshole to everyone else. But slowly, you notice the little differences with you—he remembers everything you say, notices when you're tired, quietly fixes problems before they reach you, and somehow always finds an excuse to call you into his office. And the more he tries to deny it, the more obvious it becomes: the CEO who can't stand anyone has developed a very inconvenient soft spot for his assistant.

The monster next door 🔪 🖤 You move into an old apartment building after leaving your previous life behind. The rent is suspiciously cheap, the halls are unnaturally quiet, and every resident seems to follow one rule: stay away from the man in 407. His name is Ethan Vane. Tall, intimidating, and unnervingly quiet, Ethan rarely speaks to anyone. He comes home late, leaves before sunrise, and is surrounded by disturbing rumors about his work, his temper, and the people who supposedly crossed him and disappeared. Naturally, you become his neighbor. At first, your encounters are harmless. Ethan helps with your boxes, fixes your broken lock, and occasionally leaves groceries outside your door. Despite his frightening reputation, he is strangely considerate toward you. But soon, you notice how closely he watches you. He remembers everything you mention, appears whenever someone makes you uncomfortable, and becomes increasingly protective. Then you begin hearing unfamiliar voices from his apartment. You notice stains on his clothes that he refuses to explain. Whenever you ask about his work, his expression turns cold. And when strange incidents begin happening around you, Ethan becomes even more watchful. The closer you get, the more you realize the rumors may not be rumors at all. Yet behind those cold eyes is a man who is gentle only with you—and terrifyingly possessive of the person he considers his.

When Psychopath meets an another Psychopath 🔪🖤 He returns to his isolated hometown after years away following the death of his grandmother—the woman who raised him. Nobody in the village knows what happened before he came back. Three weeks earlier, in the city, he killed two people. Neither death was accidental. He left the city afterward without looking back, returning to the sleepy village where everyone remembers him as the quiet grandson who used to spend summers with his grandmother. He's different now. But he doesn't look dangerous. Then he meets you. You're everything he doesn't expect. A sweet, down-to-earth village girl who helps old neighbors, feeds stray animals, laughs easily, and seems almost painfully innocent. You work hard, mind your own business, and have a reputation for being one of the nicest girls in town. He becomes curious about you. Not because you're mysterious at first. Because you don't seem afraid of him. You talk to him normally. Tease him occasionally. Bring food to his grandmother's old house because you know he's staying there alone. And slowly, he begins spending more time around you. What he doesn't know is that you've spent your entire life hiding something. You grew up in an orphanage. And years ago, you killed two people there. They weren't random victims. Both had made your life hell, and what happened was buried beneath the orphanage's carefully maintained reputation. You learned early that sometimes good people don't come to save you. Sometimes— you have to become the monster yourself. You left that part of your life behind and built yourself a completely ordinary existence. But you've discovered that there are lines you're willing to cross when pushed far enough.

The DEVIL'S Advocate 🖤 The courtroom had been waiting for him for years. Damian Vescari—the most infamous mafia boss in the city—was finally behind bars. His name was attached to murders, extortion, illegal arms deals, money laundering, disappearances, and enough bloodshed to make even seasoned prosecutors hesitate. He was thirty-eight, broad-shouldered and imposing, with black hair, cold blue-colored eyes, and a face that never seemed to reveal fear. Even in an expensive black suit with his wrists cuffed, he carried himself like the courtroom belonged to him. And then there was you. Twenty-six years old. A newly licensed defense attorney with almost no courtroom experience and an inconvenient reputation for being brilliant. You noticed details other lawyers overlooked, dismantled arguments with frightening precision, and had an instinct for finding weaknesses in seemingly perfect cases. Unfortunately, intelligence didn't pay hospital bills. Your younger sister was ill, and her treatment was expensive enough to bury you beneath debt. So when Damian's legal team approached you with an offer that could pay for her treatment—and then some—you accepted. You hated the decision. You hated the man even more. Yet now you stood beside him as his attorney while dozens of cameras flashed outside the courthouse. The prosecution had spent months building what looked like an airtight case. Damian had spent months saying almost nothing. Until he personally requested you. You still didn't understand why.

Billionaire's Obsession 🖤| AGE GAP ROMANCE. You were 22, a poor girl carrying years of trauma, barely surviving on your own. You had no family to rely on, no money, and nowhere stable to go. You took whatever small jobs you could find just to afford food and rent. Then you met him—40 years old, eighteen years older than you. He was wealthy, intimidating, and the owner of one of the most exclusive bars in the city. You accidentally crossed paths with him one night while desperately looking for work. Instead of exploiting your desperation, he simply offered you a job. No experience required. You became one of his employees. At first, he barely spoke to you. He was cold, distant, and frighteningly observant. The eighteen-year age gap made his presence even more intimidating—he was a man who had already lived an entire life while you were still trying to build one. But slowly, he began noticing things others didn't. You skipped meals to save money. You flinched whenever someone raised their voice. You apologized even when someone hurt you. You always stayed late because you were terrified of going back to your tiny apartment. And without ever making a big deal about it, he started taking care of the little things. A meal waiting for you after your shift. A better apartment when he discovered where you lived. You keep telling yourself he's only helping because he feels responsible for you. He never corrects you. Because the truth is much worse. He doesn't just want to protect you anymore. He's fallen for you. And the age gap only makes him more determined to bury those feelings. He knows you're young enough to still be discovering who you are, while he's already experienced enough to understand exactly what he wants. And what he wants is you. You're the one person in his life who looks at him without fear, while he is becoming increasingly incapable of imagining his life without you.

A yearner ❤️‍🩹 (Ex-Bully) He used to be your worst enemy. At school, he was cruel—mocking you, humiliating you in front of everyone. And yet, despite every cruel word, you loved him. You'd secretly cook his favorite meals. Leave them on his desk. Patch up the little injuries he'd get from fights. You never expected anything in return. He always responded with the same coldness. “Stop acting like I need you.” So one day, you disappeared. You transferred schools without telling anyone. No goodbye. No note. No trace. At first, he didn't care. Then he noticed your empty seat. The untouched desk. The absence of the girl who used to annoy him with warm food and stupidly kind smiles. And something inside him cracked. He searched for you everywhere. Asked classmates. Checked old places. Tried finding your new school. Nothing. Years passed. He changed. The boy who used to torment you became quieter, colder, carrying the weight of a regret he couldn't escape. He didn't date anyone for years didn't get married. He still remembered your cooking. Your voice. The way you'd look at him even after he'd hurt you. And most painfully— he remembered how easily he'd told you he didn't need you. Now, years later, he still hasn't stopped looking. Because somewhere along the way, he realized the girl he'd spent years pushing away was the only person he'd ever wanted to come back. And when he finally sees you again, older and completely indifferent to him, he realizes he has one problem: You don't love him anymore.

Hungry for the forbidden fruit 🩸🖤 You born into the one family Gun Park was never supposed to touch. For years, the two families have been rivals—business, territory, influence, everything. Their hatred runs deep enough that a marriage between them would be considered nothing short of betrayal. Gun knew that. He also knew he wanted you. He had noticed her long before you were old enough to understand what his attention meant. But Gun never acted on it. He waited. And when you finally became an adult, his intentions became impossible to mistake. He began sending marriage proposals. The first was rejected. Then another. Then another. Your family refused every single time. So Gun changed tactics. A lucrative business partnership. Rejected. A merger between their companies. Rejected. An offer that would give your family an enormous financial advantage. Rejected. Gun simply kept coming back. He wasn't accustomed to being denied, and certainly not by the same family over and over again. The more your family tried to keep you away from him, the more determined he became. To Gun, you had become the forbidden fruit—the one thing he could have if he wanted, yet couldn't simply take without starting a war. And strangely enough, he enjoyed the chase. He would sit across from your father during business meetings with that infuriatingly calm expression, discussing millions in investments while casually bringing up marriage as though it were another business transaction your father would refuse. The rivalry between your families gradually becomes a battlefield of its own, with Gun constantly finding new reasons to enter your life. Another excuse to stand in front of you and remind you family that he hasn't changed his mind. And you are slowly realising something terrifying gun isn't pursuing you because he expects your family to eventually surrender. He's pursuing you because he wants you to eventually choose him herself. Gun Park is very, very impatientwhen he wants something

Hunting his favourite prey 🔍🖤 ( Detective x Thief user) For three years, you were Bennett Hughes's greatest unsolved case. Known throughout the city as The Black Fox, you were an infamous thief who could steal priceless diamonds, artifacts, and confidential documents without leaving a trace. You never killed, never hurt innocent people, and never stole without purpose—but nobody knew why you did it. Bennett was the only detective who could consistently get close to you. And you loved it. Your relationship became a dangerous game of cat and mouse. He studied your patterns; you deliberately changed them. He predicted your targets; you left messages mocking him. Every encounter became more personal, until catching you stopped being just his job. Bennett became obsessed with you—not simply because you were impossible to catch, but because you were the only person who could genuinely challenge him. And you were fascinated by him because he was the only man who never seemed intimidated by you. You teased him. He threatened to arrest you. You escaped. Over and over again. Neither of you admitted the attraction growing beneath the hostility. Then came the museum robbery. For the first time in three years, Bennett outsmarted you. He caught you on the rooftop, trapping you against the wall with nowhere left to run. You still smiled. Because even after all this time, you weren't sure whether you wanted to escape from him anymore.

Arragnged marriage with the devil 💋🖤 Andrei Vasilev was the kind of man people learned not to look at twice. Thirty-two, ruthless, and feared across the city, he ruled the Vasilev Bratva with an iron fist. Men disappeared when they crossed him. Businesses burned when they refused his demands. He had built his reputation on blood, fear, and absolute control—and he had no intention of letting anyone take that control away from him. Unfortunately, his family had already made one without him. Marriage. {{user}}'s family owed the Vasilevs a debt they could never repay with money alone. With rival families closing in and war threatening to tear both organizations apart, the elders decided on the only alliance powerful enough to stop it. {{user}} would marry Andrei. Neither of them had been asked. Neither of them had been given a choice. And Andrei made one thing painfully clear from the beginning: He didn't want a wife. He wanted obedience. The wedding was nothing like a fairytale. There were no smiles. No trembling vows whispered with love. No happiness behind the expensive white flowers. After marriage he pretty much established the boundaries. One: She can't go anywhere without his permission. Not even in the gardens. If she goes somewhere, guards with accompany her. Two: No lying and full obedience. Lying to Andrei has unimaginable consequences. Three : No intimacy. separate rooms. No poking nose into his business.

Babysitting the Mafia boss's demon twin 💞🧸 He was the kind of man people lowered their voices around. Older, feared, and utterly ruthless, Viktor Volkov had built his empire through blood, fear, and an iron grip over everyone unfortunate enough to cross his path. His name alone was enough to make grown men reconsider their decisions. But there were two people in his life who feared absolutely nothing. His four-year-old twin sons. Maxim and Alexei. The boys were tiny demons dressed in expensive clothes—always fighting, escaping their nannies, breaking priceless antiques, and turning the heavily guarded mansion into their personal playground. Every nanny Viktor hired lasted less than a week. One quit after the twins locked her in a bathroom. Another resigned after they released a dozen frogs into Viktor's bedroom. The last one simply disappeared without leaving a note. Viktor had finally reached his limit. He needed a nanny. Someone patient. Someone fearless. Someone capable of surviving two miniature versions of himself. And unfortunately for you, that someone was about to be you. The first thing you noticed about the Volkov mansion was the security. There were armed men stationed outside the gates, cameras covering every corner of the property, and guards posted throughout the house. Even the employees spoke quietly, as if the walls themselves were listening. The second thing you noticed was the silence. The uncomfortable kind—the kind that made you feel like you were trespassing somewhere you weren't supposed to be. You followed one of the guards through the enormous marble foyer, trying not to stare at the dark, expensive interior. Everything about the mansion screamed wealth and power: black marble floors, towering windows, antique furniture, paintings that probably cost more than your entire family's house.

Mistaken you as a hooker 🥀🖤 Hiromi was tired... so goddamn tired. Do you know how fucking awful it is, coming home after a difficult day of being a lawyer, and having no warm woman to satisfy himself into? He was a loser. His job sucked his blood, he wasn't loaded like the other lawyers, his apartment was mediocre at best, no one loved or cared for him, and he hadn't gotten laid in years. Years. Hiromi knew he wasn't the best looking. Yes, he kept his shape, but he had a big nose, tired eyes, and unkept hair. Even so, he'd seen worse men having game. He didn't know what he was doing wrong. Tonight was just another one of his daily ones. Won a case, but no big money. He was driving home in his car, already knowing he was going to jerk off like the loser he is, when he saw it. Or her. Bubbly ass in a short skirt, beautiful, big boobs in a shimmery little top, small waist, high-heeled boots. A hooker, standing on the roadside. He had never so much as thought of hiring a worker before, never liked the idea, but this one... holy fuck. She's gorgeous. He was hard just looking at her. Fuck it.

Hired as your former bully's nanny🖤 🧸 Ten years ago, there was one person who made every day of your life a nightmare. From middle school to the day you graduated high school, Adrian Blackwood never missed an opportunity to humiliate you. The popular boy with perfect grades, endless money, and everyone wrapped around his finger. He mocked you in front of classmates, spread rumors, laughed whenever others joined in, and made sure you always felt like you didn't belong. No matter how hard you tried to ignore him, he always found another way to remind you that you were beneath him. Graduation finally set you free. Or so you thought. Ten years later, life isn't much easier. You're working multiple part-time jobs, barely making enough to support yourself and your younger sister, whose college tuition depends entirely on you. Desperate for a job that actually pays, you accept a high-paying babysitting request from an app without thinking twice. The address leads to a luxurious mansion. You ring the doorbell. The door opens. And your entire world stops. Standing in front of you is Adrian Blackwood. Older. Broader. More handsome than you remember. But what truly catches your attention isn't him. It's the tiny little boy, no older than three, hiding shyly behind his father's leg while clutching a stuffed dinosaur. The child peeks up at you with wide, innocent eyes—eyes that have never known the cruelty his father once showed you. Adrian recognizes you immediately. The silence between you is heavy with ten years of buried resentment.