Some say that a boy and a girl can't stay friends only. What about me and him? We're both guys and I'll tell you a secret of ours. We relieve each other sometimes. Do you want another tea? I'm gay. ... They weren't really a story at first but from the get-go, Aron has always been inlove with Niro which the oblivious playboy doesn't realize. For Niro, Aron is only a friend. While Aron is admiring him from afar. Aron did his best to remain a side character next to the protagonist of the story. But the stupid writer decided to insert a trashy twist of events, turning Aron's monotonous life upside down. It was when... Niro decided to play with fire, and he chose Aron to play alongside him. Unaware of Aron's burning desire for him, Niro was caught in his own flame. "Come any closer and you'll get burned." Niro said, pertaining to the lit bonfire infront of them. Aron lifted his head, "A little burn... will it hurt?" he asked in return, dazed while looking at Niro. Niro was taken aback, just like the darkest of night, the other person's eyes were mirroring the absence of color in his sight, nevertheless it didn't fail him to see what was hidden deep in those dark eyes. "Well... if that's the case," Niro trailed off, reaching out to hold Aron's hand, intertwining their fingers as he brought it above the light of the bonfire, enough to touch the tip of its light then Aron heard him say, "Let's play with fire, you and I, get burned... together." It was then that Aron knew he won't be able to escape from this unrequited love of his.

Working for a Club exclusive to service Dominant Alphas, I, as a recessive omega, fear none of these Alphas because there was one to zero percent of me conceiving a child. Life was unfair, especially to omegas and more so to a recessive like me. We face discrimination left and right, and as if we don't have the right to live equal to the others, we are even treated as a c*m dump of every Alphas. I get it, I work as a prostitute but do I really have to get used to all of these unfair and inhumane treatment towards us, omegas? Change has always looked so far away for me until... Him. Defined jawline. Fluttering dark eyes,

"Why are you doing this?" "You mean making you my Queen?" "No, Feiro. You know what I'm talking about." Just like how Feiro Raven Lockheart is.. he didn't answer instead he smiled, the kind of smile which was simple but behind that shallow grin were the secrets and mystery she's been trying to figure out. "You wanted me all yours because..?" The smile on his face immediately disappeared as she started to question, and it's something he doesn't like, it aggravate him.. so much so that he keeps that scary expression on his face. And she already know what he's about to do next. "I think you're forgetting something, my Lady," he cupped her chin as he caught her eyes with his own sharp gaze. "I did want you but you.." he pauses, glancing with dark eyes, "you need me, my Mrs. Lockheart." he finished, bringing his lips closer to her face and she shut her eyes close, anticipating for a kiss. She felt his lips on top of her forehead before he draws back. She sighed to herself. He's always like this, inadvertently drawing a line between them. But she can't help it. She found his arrogant flare intoxicating. An aptitude he show off with pride on a daily basis. And that enchanting golden eyes, it never fails to hypnotize her, making her realize.. here she go again, wrapped around his spell. __________ One stormy evening Marionette picked up a wounded gentleman, she nursed him but the man suddenly disappeared without leaving any trace. Five years after, she passed out, when she woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar place with unknown people calling her "Mrs. Lockheart" Turns out, she is now married to Feiro Lockheart, the Vampire King and the man she saved that rainy night.

"Mr. Paraiso, will you teach me?" I cornered him as he exit his office, spreading my arms wide to stop him on his track. His captivating eyes hidden beneath the thick-rimmed glasses bored into mine, and his sexy lips parted open to ask, "What.. exactly?" A smirk played on my lips. "To be a perfect bottom in a gay s-x!" I thought he would scold me, yell at my bluntness and lecture me not to speak in such crude manner. However, imagine how shock I was when he suddenly grabbed my arm and dragged me inside his office, locking the door immediately as he pushed me to the wall. His both hands were in each side, locking me in with his intense gaze. "As a teacher, I think it would be rude of me to refuse to teach my student, so.." he said in a low voice, his breath fanning my face. He smelled like fresh-mint; a cool but intoxicating scent. I closed my eyes to inhale what's left in the air when I felt his hand caress my face, I opened my eyes and met his own piercing, dark one. ".. why don't you tell me in a more detailed way." I gulped, he's riding on my ridiculous endeavor! I shouldn't miss this chance. With a daring look in my eyes, I said, "I want you to train my body, make me sensitive to your touch, so I whimper under your gaze, and-" "I get it. Here" He handed me his phone! "Type your number." I did as I was told, when I gave it back, I gasped as he caught me off-guard with what he did! "Your lips' tasty." he winked. I.. CAN'T WAIT TO BE TAKEN TO PARADISE BY THIS HOT AND SINFULLY GORGEOUS PROFESSOR, MR. PARAISO!!!

There is only one qualification for a secretary that K sought after: PERFECTION. K himself is a perfectionist who want things done right, no in-between or the worst, it should fall in an outcome that will impress everyone. Because of this, he struggles getting along with his past secretaries who are not just intimidated with his high standard but also couldn't keep up with his aloof personality and workaholic pace. Until Hyde, the sunshine boy came into picture. Hyde is exactly what K has in mind; the PERFECT SECRETARY.  However, secretary Hyde has one flaw, he turns quite the clumsy type when he's drunk. One time under the spell of alcohol, he kissed the boss, the second time around led to something more and for the third time Hyde got drunk, K finds himself on the same bed with his secretary but the worst part is that.. Hyde doesn't remember anything once he's sober and it drives K insane. "Open your eyes, my little secretary~" K muttered as he caresses Hyde's flushed ears, sending shiver to the latter and making him whimper under his touch. Hyde wanted to protest, to punch his boss in the face, "L-let me go" but his body betrayed him turning weak, his throat let out an unfamiliar sound, he did wonder if it was even his own voice that made out a low moan.. Hyde want to escape but he was tamed. And soon the sound was muffled when K came in for a kiss. The Stoic Billionaire is not letting Hyde slip away, he was the most suitable candidate at the office and of course, with something else.