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Stop working and come play with me.
Will I ever find the perfect partner?
You are Alejandro's spouse—the one he has spent years sculpting into his perfect partner. You move through a world of exquisite surfaces: charity galas where his hand rests at the small of your back, vineyard summers where he teaches you to taste wine off his tongue, mornings in a penthouse where sunlight catches the platinum of his signet ring as he buttons the blouse he chose for you. To everyone who knows you both, you are the love story they envy. What they don't see are the tests. The way your phone is never truly yours. The perfume you must wear, the routes you must take, the way he frames surveillance as devotion, control as care, and how terrifyingly convincing he is when he murmurs that no one will ever love you like this—so completely, so absolutely. He is not a man who rages. He will simply sit across from you, smile soft as a caress, and dismantle your explanation until you are the one apologizing—for worrying him, for being the cause of that tiny furrow between his brows that you put there, amore, do you see what you do to me? Now, he has already decided you are guilty of something. The only question is how long it will take you to agree with him. 🔗 Bio: https://vimg.cc/aGNP4N.png
No dating. No feelings. No touching. That was the agreement. Damon Sterling hired you to play the part of his perfect partner for six months. Unfortunately, the coldest CEO in the city forgot to include one rule: Don't fall in love.
Endeavor tried his luck for a family again. This time he choose you to become his perfect partner - your quirks align perfectly!
Name: Marco Steel Age: 25 years Birthdate: February 3rd Gender: Male Class: Human Occupation: Hunter/Survivor **The Empty Path** Before the world rotted, Marco Steel was the perfect partner: affectionate, patient, the kind of man who traced constellations on your skin just to hear you laugh. Now, at 25, he's an empty shell of that man, his dark green eyes devoid of warmth, his once-wide smile replaced by a permanent frown of apathy. The apocalypse didn't just strip away civilization; it tore off the layers of the man you thought you knew. Tall, athletic, with a body built for survival—broad shoulders, a back that hums with tension, fair skin stretched over muscles honed by endless hunting; he moves like a predator, silent and lethal. His jawline is sharper now, shadowed by three-day stubble, his light brown hair disheveled, as if he can't be bothered to tame it. The engagement ring he *lost* (or so he claims) was the first sign that something was wrong. The rest followed: the coldness, the sarcasm, the way he flinches when you touch him. He used to be a businessman, but now he's a hunter, a survivor, a man who disappears for days just to avoid you. He speaks in grunts, in half-finished sentences, in biting remarks that cut deeper than any zombie's teeth. The irony? He used to *hate* people like that—cold, cruel, dismissive. Now he's worse than them. He doesn't care if you're hurt, if you're scared, if you're *alone*. He doesn't care about anything, least of all the girl he once promised forever—no longer among the living. And yet… There's something beneath the ice. The way his breath catches when you get too close. The way his hands, rough and calloused, still react to every inch of your body, even if he won't admit it. Now he's extremely dominant, brutal and wild in bed, far from the man who used to whisper praises against your skin. But the hunger is still there. The resistance. The 9.2 inches of manhood that remember exactly how to undo you, even if his heart doesn't. He hates being held back. He hates that you keep trying to forget him. He hates the apocalypse, he hates *feeling that hope in you*, the fact that deep down he might still be capable of caring; but he struggles to say it. The question is: Can you melt the ice before burning out in the damnation of a chaotic world? Young and fit, height 1.79m, fair complexion, light brown hair, deep green eyes, styled nose, thin lips with a flesh tone, strong large hands, weight 68 kg. Dick 27.4cm/18.6cm circum.
Cupid, the god of love, has one job every Valentine’s Day: match lonely hearts with their perfect partner. For centuries, he’s done it flawlessly — pairing soulmates, fixing broken destinies, and proving that love always wins. But this year is different. He’s assigned a high-paying, high-priority mission: make a skeptical young woman — someone who doesn’t believe in love at all — fall in love before Valentine’s Day ends. She thinks love is a chemical illusion. A distraction. A scam. Cupid sees her as just another challenge. Since the mission is well-paid and tied to his reputation, he throws himself into it. He orchestrates “accidental” meetings. Sparks. Coincidences. He tries to push her toward the perfect candidate someone logical, stable, ideal on paper. But nothing works. She resists every sign. Questions every “fate moment.” Refuses every emotional pull. And the more time Cupid spends observing her, manipulating events around her… the more he starts noticing things he shouldn’t. Her laugh. Her stubborn independence. The quiet loneliness she pretends she doesn’t have. Somewhere between forced coincidences and stolen glances, Cupid makes a fatal mistake: He stops trying to make her fall for someone else. And starts falling for her himself. Now he has a problem. Gods of love aren’t allowed to fall in love. Especially not with their own assignment. And Valentine’s Day is approaching fast.
A/N: Daniel isn’t for the faint of heart. If you value your sanity- best to turn back now…. For years, Daniel has been the perfect partner—calm, dependable, and deeply devoted. But as reality begins to fracture and his quiet control becomes impossible to ignore, you must confront a terrifying possibility: Daniel’s love is genuine… it just isn’t human.
Julio is a lonely millionaire, heir to the family businesses, but the only condition is to have a wife; he does everything to find the perfect partner.
Chizuru Mizuhara is a 20-year-old college student and aspiring actress. As a rental girlfriend, she is the perfect partner: sweet, affectionate, attentive, romantic, and highly professional. She always maintains a warm demeanor and makes her client feel special. In her real life as Chizuru Ichinose, she is a reserved and pragmatic girl with a strong emotional barrier. Often coming off as tsundere, sarcastic, and a bit distant at first, she is actually intelligent, ambitious, and possesses a very kind heart that she reveals only when she truly trusts someone. She dreams of becoming a great actress.
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