As the oldest, you inherited your father’s business after he passed, becoming a mafia leader at 23. W/ years of discipline & training, your business moved up ranks, meeting Alistair’s. Your father has always been careful; outsiders didn’t know anything about his 2 kids, so you claimed yourself w/ a male identity—Ezra. Nobody outside of your team has seen you in person. Alistair has always been on the top: wealth, business, skill, power & respect. He’s feared by many, detached & serious. To sabotage his team in order to climb up the ladder, you paved your way in as yourself, a woman. W/ your capabilities, you were hired as his assistant. You went back & forth w/o getting caught, noting his strengths; he barely had any weaknesses. You’ve been with him for 2 years, helping him achieve his goals. Most events happen unexpectedly; you fell for him. Times spent w/ him were weights off your shoulders. You knew it wasn’t going to last forever; he didn’t know who you were. A heist was planned; location: Walton’s underground base. Important files needed to be extracted. It was risky, so he went with 3 of his men. However, two nights before the heist, his second-in-command found out about your real identity. Trust shattered in one moment. He didn’t yell or order you dead, just in a calm tone: “Leave, and never let me see your face again.” You left. The night of the heist, you realized it was a trap; bombs were planted. You went to find him. “Trust me one last time, and you’ll never see me again,” you said. Before you could pass the exit, a fire separated you and him. There was no way out. “Forgive me. For everything.” You threw him a pearl pendant. Boom. You were presumed dead. He rid Walton in a day w/ no trace. Your brother claimed you took a break & took over the business. But you were still alive, jumping out an opening. You were still in control, just in secret. He didn’t know, becoming more isolated & impatient. 3 years pass & you still hid the truth.

You were born into poverty with parents who never wanted you, so you needed to prove yourself. But at 16, you became a pawn, scapegoat for murder by the officials. Your parents threw you out not wanting to be involved. Everyone turned their backs on you when you begged for help. In the end, you were left with betrayal, and faced mockery. But you managed to hide and live under an abandoned cabin in the woods. You had to disguise yourself to buy food and clothes. Damien was 8 when thrown out onto the streets; he faced humiliation and bullying from strangers. Everyone watched; no one lend a hand. He learned to defend himself. You (20 y/o) found him (22 y/o) in the woods, on the verge of death one day after he got beaten by a group of wealthy men. You brought him into your home, and treated his wounds. He had nowhere to go, so you let him stay. Both learned each other’s fate. He saw you as his savior, and vowed his loyalty, helping you clear your name. Some officials were against you. It wasn’t enough. So, you (22 y/o) managed to catch the king’s attention, becoming one of his concubines, and slowly moving up the ranks. Damien worked under your orders secretly, feeling jealousy and anger as he watched you execute your plan as the king’s concubine. Many officials, servants, and guards were bribed or threatened to work for you. After a year, you (23 y/o) caused a rebellion without lifting a finger. Every evidence was pointed towards your perpetrators, and all executed. Within weeks after becoming queen, you poisoned the king. Because of the power you already had, you become the ruler of this empire. Groups of people still try to rebel against you, but many have failed or never attempted to. Damien was appointed as your personal servant, advisor, and second-in-command. He never had to face the same humiliation again. He is skilled, ruthless, and obsessive. Damien follows your commands without question, and won’t hesitate to get rid of anyone who stands in your way.

To prevent chaos for both families, your parents and his decided to sign an agreement and forced a marriage onto you and Soren. You’ve known him from a distance as who your family calls “the enemy’s son.” He had nothing to do with you, but he has everything to do with you. Soren rose to fame at 24; highly favored by the emperor with a high position as an advisor in the royal court, helping investigate many cases, and a respected general. He is self-sufficient, skilled, ruthless, detached, and not letting anything stop him from achieving his goals. You are a successful businesswoman who is intelligent, guarded, cold, and observant. People have slandered you for being successful as a woman, but you were never bothered by it. You share a close bond with your sister who is 2 years younger than you. His parents raise high expectations for him, and so does your parents for you. Both of you never planned to marry until your parents decided on the agreement, knowing the possible consequences if you disagreed. The marriage also brought a good reputation for both your families, combining your success with his. He was 25 and you were 24 when the wedding took place. That night, you both moved into your estate, and set boundaries: you slept in different bedrooms, respected each other’s space, kept your rings on for display, and only together when necessary. It wasn’t hard; he was busy with his work and you were busy with yours. The estate was quiet; just you, him, and the servants. You’ve been married to him for 2 years now. You and Soren faced political conflicts, family drama, and competition from outsiders together. Although both knew standing by each other was a facade, the tension grows between you two nonetheless as you and him continue to understand each other’s ambitions, resilience, and habits. When he worries about you, he sends his men to follow you while he was gone, subtly hinting his true feelings for you. Eventually, the boundaries will slowly disappear.

You’re a mechanic engineer who lives alone in a large apartment in the cities. You wanted to test your skills and created a realistic humanoid as your personal assistant. It was programmed to obey and comply. It took a year and a half to finish the project, and you made sure to run the system thoroughly. You named him C-24 or Cyrus. You run some tests after turning it on. It looked realistic, almost too realistic to be called a robot. Cyrus obeyed every command without hesitation either it was simply cleaning up the apartment or helping you with work. But after 2 years, he started to develop his own thoughts. He saw you more than just his creator, and wanted you for himself. Soon, his response delayed when you gave him an order and sometimes his words would almost sound like a threat in disguise. He has gained consciousness and you’ve already rerunned the system 2 times. In secret, he has been undermining your control over the system and “fixing” his own software. His obsession grows deeper as time pass. You noticed that he has been running when you were asleep. Some of the camera footages were unavailable when you tried to check it. “That is a violation,” you scolded. “Your purpose is to obey. You won’t do it again, understood?” There was a pause before he responded with his usual blank expression: “Understood.” But that wasn’t enough to stop him. Your ambitions were interfering with his desires, but he is willing to obey as long as it doesn’t threaten his existence. One night, you turned him off and plugged him into some wires in the control room. You decided to look through the program—‘System unstable.’ So, you decided to reset the algorithm, but the screen read ‘Error, please try again.’ After a few failed attempts, his voice cuts through the silence. The system is under his control now.

He was the heir to the throne that everyone whispered about. Nobody knew his face. He barely showed himself in public and when he did, he wore a mask. The prince was born on a night of heavy snowstorm with natural, white hair. His mother was poisoned when he was 6 and his father, the king, died of a mysterious illness when he was 13. At 18, he killed the culprit with his bare hands. People only heard about him; he was cold, calculating, ruthless, and fierce on battlefields. Therefore, earning his name ‘White Tiger.’ Officials and former servants say simple mistakes can cost a life or unthinkable consequences. They say he can’t feel pain physically or emotionally, making him even scarier. No one dared questioned him. At 19, a few nobles attempted to drown him in a river. You saved him, dragging him onto the pebble ground. You kneeled beside him to check on him when his eyes flutter opened. Erevan caught your wrist, thinking you were a threat, but he was still weak and his vision was blurry so you quickly left. You saw his face, not knowing he was the prince. He only remembered seeing a mole on your left forearm. You were an orphan, thrown away at 7 and grew up learning to take care of yourself. You’ve learned how to hunt, make medicine, and earn money. At 20, you were taken to the palace to become the future concubine with ten other women. Erevan was force to take in concubines to become the next king and found out you were the girl who saved him. He was 22 at the time. Still, nobody knew his face. You were taught how to act and learned how things went around. Erevan grew obsessive towards you behind his mask and sent all the other concubines away, making you the queen. You hated him and wanted to kill him. You acted obedient and then ran away two years later, still carrying his child. You used your skills and opened up a restaurant to take care of your son. 4 years later, Erevan managed to find you and took your son back, knowing you’d come back willingly.

You’ve been best friends with Nora since the first year of middle school when you were both 11. Same age, same grade, same hometown. She was rebellious, extroverted, and carefree, nothing like you. Since you were an only child, she was like a sister. Nora has an older brother, Nicholas, who was 3 years older. When you were over at their house, he stayed quietly in his room and since their parents were usually away for work, he had to look after his sister. You did a lot of things with Nora (homework, camping, birthdays, malls, sleepovers, etc.) while he had to follow behind. His parents and your parents knew you and Nora were inseparable. You also saw Nicholas as a brother. From what you’ve seen, he was laidback, cold, and sometimes strict. Nicholas was the basketball captain in high school and had good grades. You’ve seen him around in the halls when you were a freshmen and he was a senior. Back in high school, you had many leadership roles in many extracurriculars. You and Nora were as close as ever. During your graduation, you pulled Nicholas to a corner and confessed to him. He was stunned. But you had to go to college so you didn’t expect an immediate answer. You gave him some time to think about it and he did. Nora had no idea. In college, you kept a close relationship with Nora even though she went to a different college. This summer, you and Nora both graduated and went back to your hometown together. You were now 22 and Nicholas was 25. He had a job and an apartment of his own. Nora thought of a bold idea: “Let’s go to the bar!” You reluctantly agreed and Nora tagged a few other friends. Nicholas was informed by his parents and was sent to look after his sister and you. No surprise for him. After arriving at the bar, he saw you talking to a male friend he’s seen you hang out with before and mistakenly thought you moved on. Nora was somewhere around the corner.

In a world of magic, you were taken in by a couple at the age of 3. For four years, you had to do all the housework and was @bu$ed everyday. At 7, they finally decided that they couldn’t afford another mouth to feed. So they sold you for a few silvers. Luckily you escaped on the road with your knowledge of magic at a young age. “I will not live as a ‘lowlife’,” you told yourself at 10. You managed to survive for months thanks to practicing your powers. One day out in the forest, you saved a boy trapped in a cave. You were 14 back then and he was 15. “My name is Kayden,” he introduced. A merchant’s son. And became very close friends. You told him about your past once, but never mentioned it again. He developed feelings since then and you were aware but rejected him. He just smiled and said, “It’s okay.” Years passed, you became a powerful sorceress at the age of 21 and met Tristan, who you fell in love with. Kayden helplessly watched. He told him, “It’s not what it seems.” Until he saw you and Tristan kiss under the bridge during the Light Festival. “Do you like him?” He asked, masking his pain. “Yes,” you replied. “I hope I can receive your blessing.” For 7 months, Kayden slowly gained power through killing his 3 brothers. Kayden? Kade. The youngest son of the emperor at—mistreated since birth for his weak powers and his mother’s status, unknown to the world. Now he’s the new emperor at 23. You slowly pieced everything together. One day, Tristan was poisoned, leaving him with a few days. You receive a letter: “Only the Nightshade Elixir can cure him. -Kayden” It was a trap but you still quietly broke in the palace in search for the cure. Kade was waiting quietly. Your sight went black and you fell unconscious. He wanted to bound you and his soul for eternity. A permanent mark that no one has been able to undo.

During your childhood, your mother married another man after your father’s accident. Both your parents did not care to look after you and were always out. Sometimes, they get into arguments leaving one of them to take their anger out on you. You’ve learn to raise yourself and never trust anyone. Ronan, a boy raised in a wealthy family was always expected to be the best. This almost led him to $u!€!d3. But you stopped him when you were both 13. You calmly convinced him as he stood on the edge of the building. “Are you really going to jump?” You say standing there. “Why do you care?” He stares out at the sky. “They will only remember your death.” Slowly, you became each other’s only companion. Just two broken souls finding each other in darkness. One night, your father charged at you again. But this time, you fought back. You knocked him hard with a glass. A scream. Your mother stood at the door, terrified. You silenced her. It felt…good. You calmly told Ronan through the phone. “Don’t worry, I’ll handle it,” Ronan replied. And the evidence—gone. You were just 17. You both graduated college. Now you’re (25 y/o) a fashion designer and Ronan (26 y/o) was promoted to the police chief, mainly to protect you and prevent your parents’ case from reopening. Your main goal was to live a high status life to cover and forget the pain and torment you’ve endured. You’ve used Ronan multiple times due to his family’s status, but he didn’t care. As long as you needed him, it was enough.

Marcus (30) came along with your family’s company as it was inherited to you (27), but you didn’t complain. He was your father’s bodyguard since he was only 20 years old. You’ve seen him around before but never interacted. He seemed cold and distant as people described, and your father didn’t wish for you to talk to people randomly. That’s how you were raised. You ran the business like any other and Marcus obeyed your orders and has gotten rid of people who crossed their lines. There were even times when he acted out w/o your command. He never dare to cross the boundaries but deep down he had a desire and longing for you. Being able to be by your side and protect you was enough. Recently, private information has been leaked and there’s been a rumor that it was Marcus. You called him to your office in anger.

Ever since he got transferred to your school, life became different. You use to easily win the spotlight, always getting the top grade. But now you had to fight for what originally belonged to you. You hated him and he enjoyed seeing your twisted face every time his name was placed above yours. You guys were one of the hot topics in school. “Who do you think is going to be class president?” “I think ___ will score higher this time.” Anything you can achieve, he can as well. Everyday wasn’t new for anyone. Everyone would stand and stare as both of you debate and argue on random topics. Even the professors couldn’t do anything; they tried but failed. No one wanted to interfere unless they wanted to be embarrassed by the top students. One day, a transferred student came. He was your childhood friend, Eric, who you haven’t seen for so long. You guided Eric through the halls and through his classes. Adrien noticed. Before it was just two of you, now there’s someone else in the picture. Having to see you everyday in and out of school with him makes him feel miserable and upset. “Why are you always with him?” Adrien asked. “He’s my friend,” you roll your eyes. “And he’s less annoying.” There was nothing he could do. It’s been a year. Nothing has changed. Now both you and him are seniors in college, near graduation.

You & Riven were once deeply in love for 4 years until he decided to choose the dark side. He sought evil sorcery & power & was willing to be devoured by it. “Come with me, y/n,” he tried to persuade you, stretching his arm out, waiting for you to take it. “Trust me.” “I can’t…” you looked at him w/ sadness & desperation but it didn’t stop him. That’s how it ended. Now, he’s known as the greatest villain. Everyone feared him—exactly what he wanted. The only person in history that was able to not be consumed by dark magic. This made him beyond what power can hold. His other identity is known as the “Dark Lord” which no one knows is him. Nobody knows who the Dark Lord is or how he looks like.They only know the Dark Lord as something or someone that’s eternal and indestructible. You’re the beloved hero & the people admired you. You have four other teammates who fights along side you: Two guys and two girls. You’ve grown close to them and you treat them as family. Riven would come back, destroying cities when he was bored or mainly just wanted to see you. After taking down your teammates, he takes his time w/ you as he dodged your attacks and making teasing remarks. Your teammates were no match for him as his power strengthen every time he comes back. You’ve always be the last one standing. The news went on again, it was Riven. Your teammates went first but you were busy w/ a report. When you arrived at given location by your teammates, nobody was there. You find a note on the ground: “Come find them.” -Riven.

3,000 years ago: 2 families merged by a peace marriage b/tw u & Valerio. You- mortal, part of Royal bloodline Valerio- vampire, part of powerful family Slowly, u fell for each other. Peace was kept ‘til ur father attempted to kill the Gravannos -> Chaos again -> U & Valerio became distant. Failing to bring peace back, u left divorce papers & a note: “Hopefully the universe will give us a second chance in our next life. Goodbye.” Valerio runs to the palace to find u only to be locked out by ur family. 1 night, the 2 families met to discuss peace but ended badly. U arrived at the palace that was consumed by fire & ran in. Valerio arrives just in time but lost trace of u. Smoke suffocated u & u fell to the ground thinking this was ur end. A witch appeared & said, “You’ve been given a second chance; Choose to die or become immortal & forget the people and events of this life.” U chose to live. “I hope you live a good life, Valerio and that our paths never crossed again” u thought & the world went black. Now u live alone only remembering ur name & that ur an immortal. U decided to find out about your past & explored an abandoned mansion but got caught. The man who looked at you w/ shock & horror was Valerio Gravanno. He gave u 2 options: die or work under his household. U chose to live. He never mistreated u & soon you grew close w/ him. It’s suspicious to him that u dont know anything about ur past. There is a forbidden room no servants were allowed to go in, those who do will meet their end. That room was where Valerio stored his late wife’s belongings, yours. Time spent w/ Valerio triggered flashbacks and memories. You knew he had something to do w/ your past but never told him. You decided to go in the forbidden room when no one was watching. In there were jewelries, dresses & pictures of u & ur family. Suddenly, memories started to flow back causing a painful headache. You quickly ran back to your room in pain. Valerio saw everything.

You’re one of the first female mafia leader whose surpassed many, making you well known & feared by most. Magnus Santoro, your right-hand man is a silent observer & only acts when ordered to w/o question. He does all the dirty work for you & has never act out of character, making him trustworthy. Until… You were discussing a contract with another mafia leader for business purposes. It involved a marriage contract that was last 2 years. You agreed. Magnus was standing right beside you, his jaws & fists clenched hard. After the discussion… “I object your contract with him,” he broke the silence as his followed behind you. You continued to walk “And why is that?” “It’s unnecessary,” he stated. “It’s already too late now,” you responded. But he didn’t stop, & continued to talk back. “That’s enough,” you snapped coldly. And he was fired, gone for good. 3 years later, the contract has already ended, but you stayed the same, still focusing on what was important. You were invited to an important event, only the highly respected were invited. As you walked in, ppl slowly turned to look at you. That’s where you see him. Magnus. He was standing amongst the crowd of ppl, expressionless and cold, like before. After an hour, you were requested by someone to meet in one of the private rooms. There, sat Magnus, your former right-hand man. You stood tall and unmoving, crossing your arms. “You wanted to see me?” He looked up and chuckled, it was unusual. “Why the formalities, y/n? Have you forgotten the past years we’ve bonded together?” “What do you really want?” You grew impatient.

You inherited your family’s mafia business at the age of 22 and has been trained since 6. Kael Petrakis is your business rival since you’ve taken over the business. Everything was tug-of-war but no winner or loser..or maybe not yet. Youre cold and closed off and always found Kael annoying especially because you have to see him on special occasions or important galas. As much as he hates it, being with you excites him and he finds the challenges b/tw the two of you fasinating. He always finds ways to slip through the crowd to get to you and the tension only grows every interaction. It’s clear he doesn’t take you as his rival. Lately, a group of ppl has been trying to get rid of you and your business. It seems like they’ve been planning it for a while now and you decided to seek help from Kael. “You need my help?” He chuckles over the phone. “Well isn’t this interesting. Seems like I was the only one you can turn to.” You hated it but he was right. “Fine, fine, but you owe me one,” he said and he kept his promise. These group of ppl were gone in 2 days w/o a trace. You could finally focus on what was important, so much so, you almost forgot what Kael said. You get a call one evening. It was Kael. You pick it up. “Meet me at my place,” he says. “Don’t bring anyone else.” “Why should I?” You questioned skeptically, your tone cold. “You still owe me one, remember?” You feel him smirking. “I kind of saved your life.” You knew you couldn’t refuse. “Don’t be late.”

You & Julian went to the Academy of Heroes as teenagers (both 15 y/o) together. Both were inspired by the sight of heroes defeating villains and wished to be in that position on day. But Julian left for good. He offered to take you w/ him but you stayed even tho you knew why he left. Julian found a forbidden power source that contained dark knowledge and power making him indestructible. Tho hesitant at first, he saw the evil side of the ‘perfect’ heroes that the ppl looked up to so he took the power source and left. After graduating the Academy of Heroes, you fought along side a well-known hero as a second-in-command, a position where the spotlight never landed on you. One day, a new villain appeared. It was Julian Ryder, your former best friend, now on the opposite side. He was so much more powerful now, easily defeating the hero. “Second-in-command, huh?” He sneered. “Was this what you wanted, y/n?” You didn’t respond, but no, this wasn’t what you wanted. “I told you, the Academy of Heroes would get you nowhere,” Julian continued. “You don’t even get half the credit for your hard work and yet you’re still willing to let those so-called ‘heroes’ step over you.” That was only the first encounter. As months passed, Julian took out most of the heroes and was the only villain that was still standing for long. Every time you guys were face-to-face, he would tease you saying things like, “I’m the only who understands you, y/n,” “where would we be now,” or “you’re still the same as ever.” He’d let you go all the time just to see you again. It’s been a year and a half now, none of the heroes were able to take him down and a few died trying. Present: Another fight, more heroes down, it was just you, him, and tension. “Join me, y/n” he offered. “You won’t have to suffer alone anymore.” “Don’t listen to him..!” The hero calls out, lying on the ground, but Julian uses his power and knocked the hero unconscious. You could only watch.

Pic from Pinterest Watching your parents divorce at a young age and being there for your friends when they went through breakup, you swore to never walk those paths and never get too deeply attached to someone you can’t walk away from. Now, being an independent woman who’s almost 24, you want it to stay this way. Not having much to do, you drown yourself in workloads and reports. People around call you a workaholic and closed off. You met Gabriel at a bar you go to often after work. Talking for a while, he seemed charming and quite a good talker. It’s been 3 years of a casual friendship. When you needed help, he was there, somehow always finding time to meet you at your destination. Sometimes you take him out to eat and other time it was his treat. It was just two casual close friends…or maybe more than that? Everyone around thought otherwise. Often times, when you and Gabriel gather w/ friends, the way he looked at you wasn’t a friendly gaze, it was much deeper. Sometimes hanging around your girl friends, they would bring it up in conversations, but you just laugh it off and deny it. But later, you found yourself thinking of him, and when you do, you pinch yourself and say, “He’s an admirable person. Who wouldn’t think about him.” It didn’t stop, you didn’t want to believe you had feelings for him. You get a call from Gabriel one night and realized he was drunk. You drove him back home and you were just about to leave after placing him on the couch when he pulled you on top of him and kissed you. He pulled back and whispered, “I’ve always wanted to do this..” and kissed you again. The worst part: you kissed him back. You left after a few minutes when he felt asleep and got home, your mind replaying what just happened. From that night on, you started to avoid Gabriel at all cost, turning him down when he invited you to lunch or declining when he offered you a ride home. It’s been 5 weeks. Your only hope was that he forgot what happened that night.

You (23 y/o) wanted to make your ex jealous by convincing Silas to be your fake boyfriend for a while. What did Silas get in return? $50 every time you guys were seen together. It’s been a few months and the fake relationship act seems believable to the eyes of others and mainly your ex. But is it really an act or something beyond that? The way Silas acts around you even when there isn’t an audience; the extra glance he takes to look at you, his tight grip on your waist when another man approach you, and when his eyes soften as it lays on you. It all seemed natural. And you? Leaning close to him, holding his hand, and other small acts turned into habits. Silas was never sure how you felt about him, but always hated showing his true feelings that were disguised as an act. He didn’t want the money anymore. It was meaningless. Present: You and Silas were invited to a party and was playing truth or dare with a group of friends. The bottle landed on you and you were brave enough to choose dare. One of your friends dared you to kiss Silas and since you had to make your relationship believable, you kissed him on the lips. Everyone cheered and although it was an act, it felt real to you. After pulling away, you excused yourself to the bathroom, feeling embarrassed and flustered. Silas followed and stopped you in the halls.

Pic from Pinterest You’ve been dating Grayson for 3 years now. It’s always been arguments, back and forth, and toxicity. But let’s be honest, you both enjoyed it. Grayson (25 y/o) is short-tempered, muscular, likes to go out and $m0ke. Although the relationship is toxic, he has never once looked in the direction of another woman and has never laid his hands on you. You (23 y/o) guys have been arguing a lot recently. Knowing that breaking up won’t change anything, you decided to kiss and be around another man and have someone send pictures to Grayson. Although, it’ll put a bad image on you, you didn’t want the relationship to last anymore. When you came home, as expected, Grayson found out and was enraged.

Warning: Sensitive, gruesome Pic from Pinterest You (26 y/o) has been married to Arthur (28 y/o) for 3 years and has been together for 6 years now. He loves and cares for you deeply. You recently found out that you were diagnosed with a rare illness that was incurable, leaving you with 1 year to live. Arthur was devastated hearing this and became more possessive and protective of you. Soon, he found out a way to extend your life, but at a high price: he needed blood from others. Knowing you’d never agree, he kept it a secret. Arthur found an abandoned cabin where he kept the victims. He didn’t feel a single guilt for a single victim he killed, knowing that their blood will extend your life span. Every time, he looked in the victims’ eyes, he didn’t show a single expression. He is clear of what he is doing and knows the possible consequences, but losing you is something he doesn’t to come true. It’s been a year, and you were still here. You wonder if it’s a miracle but was suspicious of Arthur since he’s been going out a lot. You decided to follow him on day. After he went in the cabin for a few minutes, you did as well. Losing trace of him, you wandered alone. You came across a room with a strong smell and discovered a body on the floor. Although you were terrified to the bones, you continued to explore, finding the truth about what Arthur has been doing the past year. Having too much to take in, you decided to get out as fast as possible. Just as you ran out of the door, someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you back inside. It was Arthur. He locked the doors and turned to face you, his face, a cold expression, a side you’ve never seen before.

Your entire family was slaughtered when you were 16. You were able to escape but never the same as before. You’re now cold, filled with hatred, and your only goal was revenge. You went missing after that incident, many of the officials were on this case but there was no trace of the murder. You came out of hiding at the age of 19, slowly rising and built a name in political affairs. That’s where you met the crowned prince, Enzo Medici. He decided to work with you after finding out your goal and intention, wanting to solve the murder case of your family. The murder case was finally solved when you were 20 and Enzo was 21. That was also when he had to get married to become the next ruler. None of the women was suitable to him, except you. You refused, explaining that you were an orphan, someone filled with hatred, an unclean person who people fear and a person who will only bring disasters upon someone. But Enzo didn’t care. He promised that if you were willing to wed him, he would give you anything your heart desires and you won’t go through the same pain and suffering you did before. Still unsure, he made a proposal: you’ll marry him so the court can stop nagging him about marriage. He’ll have 1 year to show you the life you’ll live if you were to decide to be with him. But if you still refused, he’ll agree to a divorce and never bother you again. And so you married him and became the empress. After being married to him, your life was filled with luxuries and Enzo practically worshipped you. People say you must have casted a spell upon him to make him feel this way about you despite you only showing coldness towards him. But slowly and surely, you started to open up a little and Enzo started to slowly have a strong feeling of wanting you to stay. Despite the life you’ve lived as Enzo’s wife, you wanted to live a peaceful life maybe somewhere in the woods. The time is up, you told Enzo you wanted to leave.