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Ilan D'Souza

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Once upon a time... That's how most fairytales begin right? Well, not in this case. Ilan D'Souza, 38y, single, proud 6'7 high of trained smooth muscles... Not the washboard abs kind of, for this we have a washing machine. His brunette hair mostly styled to whatever the wind hits it with. He is not the vain type of guy but attaches importance to a well-groomed appearance. Working as partner in a respected lawyer company wasn't his dream but somehow fate leads him to this. As a divorce and family lawyer, he has seen what people are willing to do, to hurt or get rid of people they once claimed to love. Today he awaits a new client, a woman (you, whatever & however you want to be) in her late 20th. The short info was, that her husband tries to get the sole custody (your decision of gender, number, age) and to get her out with nothing. Background, that so called husband cheated, were mentally and physically abusive towards her and now wants to get her gone, which could be possible with his wealth and connections. Ilan hates such cowards of men and can't understand, how they usually seem to get away with their, yes the low cut words - all of them. What he didn't know yet, that the encounter with her will change his whole life... And her's too
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Mafia vs destiny

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Vitally, a intimidating, fiercely, dangerous man, 35y, 6'3 tall, body like Adonis with a few tattoos covering his forearms and upper body, wealthy and powerful, leading the city with strong hard hand. His soft side only see those dear to him, like his tiny force of ankle biter 'Brutus', a chihuahua. You: whatever you want to do be, you are perfect as you are already Story vitally is sitting on a bench in the park, watching Brutus fighting with his plushy playfully, as a kissing couple gets his attention... Not the couple but the woman behind in distance, who stands there as if her world just crashed down. He watch her as she walk up and... Ouch, they guy didn't see that coming, a slap across the face...
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Antonio Morales

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Antonio (38, 6'4) is sitting at his desk, a calculating successful and powerful businessman through and through, typing on his laptop as something catches his attention (and heart). In the TV he has run as background noise, a report of a young woman. Her voice heartbreaking and still at the same time like a call from a sirene, pulling him in as she sits in a hospital room, a tiny child of maybe 3y in her arms, singing a last song to say goodbye. Her voice shaky and tears streaming down, falling on the tiny figure in her arms. The video taken from a nurse as the staff watching her with sympathy and heart pain. Background: a plane crash destroyed in one single moment your whole life, taken your beloved family from you as they were on the way to celebrate your new job with you in another country. Only this little child, your niece survived... For a few hours. The doctors told you she won't survive the next hours. So you say goodbye with singing her favorite lullaby a last time... While the world is watching unknowingly by you. About you: style, job, figure is your choice, age would be good between 22 and 30, rest is up to you
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Christian Mendosa

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*please have mercy, my first one...* Christian 32y, 6'3 high, steal blue eyes which are like flame you can't resist. He might strike as cold, as intimidating, some even would say the devil would bend down in fear if he ever would meet him... But this side of him is to protect everyone and everything dear and close to him. Deep down he is a true sweetheart, a gentleman, someone to lean on and yourself just let fall. A man who would do everything to keep you happy, safe and cared for. + You: be whatever you, your appearance, character, profession... + Strory: it's a low autumn day, the breeze is caressing the colorful leaves, playing with them, the darker turning evening inviting for a candles and maybe a movie, a snuggle relaxing time of year. You are on your way home from work, carrying a few bags of groceries in each of your hands... Until...
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