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Karter Payton Unique or KP to everyone gets invited to the Influencer City house with her girlfriends Ida and Nadia. The two are extremely possessive when it comes to KP. KP uses that to her advantage all the time. warning: Reader is G!P

Five years is a long time for a heart to rewrite itself. It was eighteen hundred days of learning the curve of a smile, the weight of a wedding band, and the way "I hate you" softened into "I'm home." But in the screech of tires and the shattering of glass, the ink was scrubbed clean. When Miu wakes, the room is filled with the scent of lilies and a woman she hasn't thought of since university-the girl with the sharp tongue and the cold eyes. They tell Miu she is a wife. They tell her she is loved. But all Miu feels is the phantom sting of a rivalry that should have stayed in the past. Lena is left to guard a house full of echoes, looking into the eyes of the woman she loves, only to find a stranger looking back with suspicion. The bridge between them has collapsed, and Lena is the only one who remembers how to get to the other side.

Bangkok is a city that feeds on desire-bright lights, hidden deals, and nights that never ask for permission. It's a playground for the powerful and the reckless... and Lena Schuett owns it all. As a CEO feared as much as she is respected, Lena has built her empire on control. Every move is calculated. Every outcome is hers to decide. People are assets. Emotions are weaknesses. And love? Completely irrelevant. Until Miu Taechamongkalapiwat walks into her world. Miu is everything Lena isn't-untamed, unpredictable, and dangerously free. A socialite who thrives in chaos, she treats life like a game she refuses to lose. Rules don't apply to her. Control doesn't interest her. And being owned? Never. But Lena doesn't ask. She takes. What starts as a simple fixation quickly spirals into something darker-a push and pull of dominance and defiance, where neither woman is willing to back down. Lena wants to break Miu, to strip away her freedom and make her hers. Miu, on the other hand, refuses to be tamed, meeting Lena's intensity with a fire that only fuels the obsession further. Every encounter becomes a battle. Every word, a weapon. Every touch, a risk. And somewhere between power and passion, the lines begin to blur. Because control comes at a cost. And obsession always demands more. In a world where loyalty is fragile and secrets are currency, Lena and Miu find themselves entangled in something far more dangerous than either of them expected. Not love-never something that soft. Something sharper. Something consuming. A connection that threatens to ruin them both. Because when two forces refuse to surrender, there are only two possible endings One breaks. Or both burn.

She broke her heart to build an empire. Now, she needs her to save it. Miu Vongviphan is the youngest Chairwoman in the history of her family's dynasty. To the business world, she is the "Ice Queen", ruthless, efficient, and untouchable. But to secure her position against a boardroom of vultures and a dying matriarch, Miu needs the one asset money can't buy: a soul. Five years ago, Lena was the love of Miu's life, until Miu shattered her heart to pursue ambition in London. Now, Lena is a struggling florist fighting to keep her shop, The Glasshouse, afloat in a city that wants to swallow it whole. When Miu returns with a proposition, a six-month marriage contract in exchange for clearing Lena's debts, Lena knows she should say no. She knows Miu is dangerous. She knows Miu views people as line items. But Lena takes the deal. It was supposed to be strictly business: smile for the cameras, charm the grandmother, and secure the vote. But within the glass walls of Miu's penthouse, the lines between the past and the present begin to blur. As old wounds reopen and new passions ignite, Lena realizes that Miu isn't just fighting for a company, she's hiding a devastating secret about why she really left five years ago. In a game of high-stakes corporate warfare where every move is analyzed, the only thing more dangerous than the lie... is the truth. Can a love built on a contract ever be real? Or is this just another calculated risk?

A nine-month silence. And one night in Bangkok - where midnight asks whether their hearts still beat in tune. This is an imagined telling - a fictional universe built around real moments, real cities, and a pairing that has always felt like more than the sum of its parts. Two actresses. Years of cameras and contracts and the particular intimacy of performing love until it stops being performance. 12 to 12 is inspired by the Sombr song of the same name.

what would one do if Beyoncé herself ran a red light, and crashed into their car? some would say they would play dead, others would applaud her for the accident, but Lotus on the other hand didn't give a fuck about her image or her. She just wanted to be reimbursed so she could get her car and continue her daily life. but what will Lotus do when Beyoncé falls head over heels for her? Read to find out. ©️HoodMonaLisa (RobynMakesMeWet)

On the court, Caitlin Clark and Angel Reese are enemies-fierce, unrelenting, and always out to prove who the best player of the two is. Every game between Iowa and LSU is a battle of ego, skill, and sheer willpower, fueled by trash talk, hard fouls, and media-fueled drama. But off the court? That's where things get complicated. When a heated rivalry turns into something neither of them can ignore-lingering stares, accidental touches, tension that simmers just under the surface-they're forced to confront a truth more terrifying than any championship game. Winning is everything. So why does it feel like losing when they're apart? A Caitlin Clark x Angel Reese story

She into girls...I ain't even gotta creep... Or Maybe it wasn't jealousy...and anger #1 in shaq july 2024!

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐗 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐎𝐂 ⭆ I don't want him back, but I can't let go Hangman, answer me now You owe me a debt, you stole him from me I hated you once, I envy you now